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Dogs And Cats Under One Roof
Aug. 13th, 2011 02:19 pmIt appears we'll be rescuing a cat in the near future. Cheryl has wanted a cat for a few years. She put her 17 year old cat down shortly before she moved in with me..
I've never had a cat in my life. I'm a dog person. I'm not in favor of getting a cat but I won't kick and scream to prevent her from having her pet. My resistance is subtle. Michelangelo on the other hand may have issues with a feline on his turf. I will confess to using Mikey's dogliness as an excuse for not getting a cat. When I walk my dog he makes a run for every cat or small animal he lays eyes on. Of course the dash is not longer than his leash.
I've made it clear I doubt my dog will live peacefully with a cat. Mikey is number one and if he and the feline interloper do not get along ... the cat is history. A few weeks ago Cheryl took Mikey to Petco to introduce him to adoption cats. When he approached a young kitty hissed and swiped at his nose. Mikey decided to ignore the cat.
Damn. I thought my Boxer would put up more resistence. He's looks tough, he's got a big dog bark, but he's more a pussy than your average cat. If I could somehow communicate that a cat is coming home, he might put his big paw down. Unfortunately Mikey cannot connect his cat visit to potential cohabitation.
Emboldened my a mere kitten's ability to show Mikey that messing around is not wise, Cheryl is now determined to adopt. She's looking at available cats online as I type. Scambling on defense I let her know I'm not paying for a cat, cat food, a litter box or any feline accoutrements. I picked up the canine adoption tab, she can buy the feline.
Last week we stopped at a couple of corporate pet supply chains to browse the cats for adoption. She really thinks I'll warm up to a kitten if I hold one. I held a feisty little black & white but maintained my chilly exterior hoping to discourage an on-the-spot transaction. Mikey will be along for another meet and greet, maybe this weekend. He must bark now or forever hold his peace.
I won't break down but I suspect my resistance is futile.
I've never had a cat in my life. I'm a dog person. I'm not in favor of getting a cat but I won't kick and scream to prevent her from having her pet. My resistance is subtle. Michelangelo on the other hand may have issues with a feline on his turf. I will confess to using Mikey's dogliness as an excuse for not getting a cat. When I walk my dog he makes a run for every cat or small animal he lays eyes on. Of course the dash is not longer than his leash.
I've made it clear I doubt my dog will live peacefully with a cat. Mikey is number one and if he and the feline interloper do not get along ... the cat is history. A few weeks ago Cheryl took Mikey to Petco to introduce him to adoption cats. When he approached a young kitty hissed and swiped at his nose. Mikey decided to ignore the cat.
Damn. I thought my Boxer would put up more resistence. He's looks tough, he's got a big dog bark, but he's more a pussy than your average cat. If I could somehow communicate that a cat is coming home, he might put his big paw down. Unfortunately Mikey cannot connect his cat visit to potential cohabitation.
Emboldened my a mere kitten's ability to show Mikey that messing around is not wise, Cheryl is now determined to adopt. She's looking at available cats online as I type. Scambling on defense I let her know I'm not paying for a cat, cat food, a litter box or any feline accoutrements. I picked up the canine adoption tab, she can buy the feline.
Last week we stopped at a couple of corporate pet supply chains to browse the cats for adoption. She really thinks I'll warm up to a kitten if I hold one. I held a feisty little black & white but maintained my chilly exterior hoping to discourage an on-the-spot transaction. Mikey will be along for another meet and greet, maybe this weekend. He must bark now or forever hold his peace.
I won't break down but I suspect my resistance is futile.
