“Yes, gaze upon my magnificence, and yes, that is your quilt and bathrobe upon which I rest.”
“I find you unimpressive and boring. How much? This much?”
“Cower at the sight of my fangs, you insignificant furless food dispenser.”
“Now be gone with you, I shan’t require any additional sustenance until 5 am. You will know when you hear my calls.”
The last picture was a positively Tunchesque sneer.