Answer:
A king without a crown
The homes of tiny creatures that collect in corners if you aren't vigilant about dusting.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
He is not the skinniest of felines.
Slithery critters with a taste for dirt.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.