I had to laugh at this. I rescued a kitty from the street at 4am on a rainy night about 6 years ago and kept him alive by feeding him with a vizene eye dropper. He must be on life number 3 or 4 by now, as I’ve seen him get bitten by a cobra, then last month I ran over him, full body and head with my truck. He drug himself bleeding into the forest, surely to find a peaceful place to hide and die. Then last week in the middle of the night he came bounding through my bedroom window, completely healed and not a sign of the injurys.
But by that time, we had replaced him with a puppy!
The cat however, is extremely tolerant and realizes that the dog is just a baby… but the cat is definately going to be the BOSS! (I named the dog Bob Barker because that’s his job. My early warning system!)
Cats rule Dogs drool!
turns out that puppy was really a pussy.
That is just pathetic. If I heard that noise I would think someone was butchering the dog.
My little runt female cat rules our home. All of the dogs give her a wide berth even though they weight as much as 55 pounds more. The old saying is true; It isn’t the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog/cat.