Agatha, the fat cat, lies lazily in the sun by the barn. She listens to Matthew sitting next to her on the grass looking at a picture book with animals from Africa.

It's interesting, Agatha thinks, what you learn from your colleagues in faraway countries. It is said that cats also exist in this Africa. Big cats called lions. The lion, according to Agatha, is even the king of the animals there. So the lioness is the queen?.

That's great. A feline animal as king of the animals. Agatha proudly licks her black and white fur. It's something very special, she thinks: «As I'm the biggest cat in the village, I'm also a special kind of cat».

«Yes!, she growls softly, «I'm a big cat». A great cat. «Wonderfully great». Satisfied, she makes herself a little more comfortable in her resting place. Well no, I remember on the bed a paper bag that looked very comfortable…, I hope Matthew, let me go.

Agatha blinks. Good. She, the big cat of the village, her name is Agatha. «So I'm also the big cat queen of all the animals here. Not bad». She lifts her head and looks at Matthew.

Matthew laughs to himself. «This fat, lazy cat, who doesn't even feel like catching mice, feline is the queen?», he laughs, heh heh heh.

So Agatha pretends to be sound asleep. At night, however, she makes her way through the village. «I am a lioness, the queen of all animals», she says to the cows, horses, pigs, chickens, ducks, rabbits, frogs and, above all, her cat companions. But they can't think of anything else to do but laugh and mock her. Even the mice, who shamelessly venture out of their burrows in her vicinity, laugh in the loudest tones, LOL!

Agatha is deeply offended. «You will know my true qualities», she grumbles, but only quietly in her beard. Then he leans back in his resting place with regal dignity. «Tomorrow», he resolves, «I will show them to you. So much, until everyone shows me respect. First, I'll start in my cat kingdom. And woe is me, if I hear another cat-animal or another rat-animal laugh, Alas, all will know me. But now I must rest for a while. I have hard times ahead of me».

He took the opportunity to get into the paper bag to warm himself, and there he found some rolls of toilet paper, which came in handy.

And when Matthew wakes up the next morning, he sees Agatha, lazing around in the bag. Agatha glances sideways at him, blinks, and turns the other way. By now, she's tired of listening to Matthew. It's too stressful for me, all the listening, she thinks, and falls asleep on the spot.