It's so easy to screw with Pearl.

So I come into the living room, and the lil' dumbass (Pearl, of course) is in my spot on the couch. WTF? I'm HKIC.
I give her the stink eye and growl, but she's not quite bright enough to pick up on it.
I retrench and rethink.
I walked out of the room, waited a minute, then came running into the room yelping at her.
"PEARL! OMGOMGOMG THERE'S A NOISE IN WALTER'S ROOM THAT SOUNDS LIKE A MOUSE!!"
She damned near shit her kitty pants running into his room.
Couch = mine.
Ehehehehehehehehee...

-Monty