As you may know, we’ve unexpectedly become cat owners, which has been pretty fine for us, but integrating Sully, the dog, has been a little more harrowing, and I’ve been getting a lot of advice on the matter from friends, who are probably REALLY tired of dealing with my stupidity on the subject.
(Texting)
Me: Best day ever!
Tracy: Why?
Me: He licked the kitty!!! HE LICKED THE KITTY!!!
Tracy: Before I respond, can we clarify something. Are you talking about your animals…or is this about you and Ryan?
Me: The animals.
Tracy: Sigh. This conversation just got 100% more boring.
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 
While certainly not as exciting, there is nothing boring about pet interactions! (See YouTube if you have nothing else to do for the next 40 years)
I dream of a day I find them napping together.
My older male is 15 and the younger female is 8, and after 8 years of living indoors together, they hate each other as much as on day 1. I have caught them “playing” (I hope) together, but it usually winds up with a chase & one of them hiding. I have found them searching for each other, but again, it usually ends up with them fighting like, well, cats.
Ryan’s cats hate each other, too. Which is hilarious because they look exactly alike only one is black and the other white, so it’s like Spy vs.Spy
Give it time. They’ll become best friends too. Take my living in Atlanta as an example. Used to live in a house with a gay couple that ran a menagerie. I used to watch an English Tabby being chased by the Doberman and two Shih Tzus up the shotgun hallway… Wait 3 minutes and then the cat will be chasing the Doberman and two Shih Tzus down the same hallway. They didn’t grow up together, but they acted as though they did.
I long for that. 🙂
Glad it is going well. I had an elderly dog, and we got a younger cat (about six months or so). They started out barely tolerating each other, but by the time the dog crossed the Rainbow Bridge, the cat pinned to the point he wouldn’t eat for days. I had to take him to the vet. They will bond, in their own way and time.
The dog simply has to learn the simple truth that, whatever happens, THE CAT IS ALWAYS RIGHT.
That sounds an awful lot like the marriage advice I got from my future father in law. 😉
That would be back to the interesting topic – lick them and join them …
Done! Adding to the list! Lol
Ha! Truth!
She certainly agrees. 🙂
Best laugh this week by far. Thank you.
Why thank you, Sir!
I know this isn’t “that” kind of blog, but I’m totally with Tracy on this one.
Clearly, you haven’t read all my posts. Lol! There was a long period of postings about bikini waxing and dicks.
Well, well. I may just have to go back and get to know you better!
Douse yourself in holy water first. Trust me.
I can’t – it kind of burns . . .
That means it’s working.
We were worried about that also when we got our cat all those years ago, as we had a German Short Haired Pointer who was a member of the family in good standing.
Our fears all went away the time when we found the dog napping on the hearth (like always) with a tiny, black, cat-tail sticking out from underneath her ear…
Ohhhh, killing me with the cute, and I wasn’t even there.
My work here is done.
So much for heavy petting.
HA! Bravo…bravo.
My dogs have kennels to sleep in, and one day they were being rambunctious and were sent to bed. I passed the kennel a bit later and the lab was pressed so hard against the door that it bowed out. Time out was up, so I let her out and she scrambles from the room. And then out strolls our new little kitten. She had decided the doggy bed was a good place to nap and didn’t want to share with the doggy
Awwww, you give me hope. 🙂