She met his onslaught with one contemptuous sweep of her capable paw . Rusty went rolling helplessly over on the rug ; he picked himself up dazedly . What sort of a cat was this who had boxed his ears ? He looked dubiously at the Sarah-cat . Would he or would he not ? The Sarah-cat deliberately turned her back on him and resumed her toilet operations . Rusty decided that he would not . He never did . From that time on the Sarah-cat ruled the roost . Rusty never again interfered with her . But Joseph rashly sat up and yawned . Rusty , burning to avenge his disgrace , swooped down upon him . Joseph , pacific by nature , could fight upon occasion and fight well . The result was a series of drawn battles . Every day Rusty and Joseph fought at sight . Anne took Rusty 's part and detested Joseph . Stella was in despair . But Aunt Jamesina only laughed . `` Let them fight it out , '' she said tolerantly . `` They 'll make friends after a bit .
XXXXX needs some exercise -- he was getting too fat .
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