What would you do if a pooch suddenly arrived at your castle door and
claimed to be the true sovereign?
'King Kamehameha' was well and truly settled in his castle, with his paw
firmly under the table, and with one Toni as a possible contender to his
self-made regal status, there wasn't a problem; or, so the rascal
thought.
Will you cast your undying allegiances to the cuddly, cute 'King;' or,
will you spare a sympathetic thought, and maybe your vote, for his
long-suffering servant?
Who will be the true victor?