In my feral cat colony there was once no rule among the cats, until about a year ago a couple humans decided we needed some structure, and I agree. We were tamed and loved to the point that we are now called Community Cats. Now head bumps is the rule of the cats. Some may say it's my mother Queen who reigns over our new order, but while she's kissing kittens, I stand guard, lead field trips, & initiate human-cat affairs. I know that having good times with my buddies means hard work first.