You can own a cat if you don’t give in to the cat’s mind games.
You see, the cat will stand right in front of you and block your path while beaming guilt trip waves to your brain, as if somehow you were a transgressor for wanting to walk where the cat is.
The answer to that is a gruff “Excuse me, cat” and a firm push, if necessary. Ah sure you’ll pet the cat when you’re good and ready to. But it can’t force you to fawn on it.
Your description again reminds me of Hillaryous and her attitude to the mere plebes whom she expects to elect her.