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?
