[This does not make sense to me at all. She keeps doing this.]
Ruru the Cat here. The dogs have been acting and--what's worse--smelling weird all week. The nutty little girl dog has been chasing around the big(ger) boy dog this week. She keeps shaking her tail in his face and jumping on him. She even does the fanny shake to cats. Then, the dogs'll play like puppies. She keeps yelping anytime he walks away to hide from her. I don't blame him. All that weirdness would drive me nuts.
[The bath to get rid of the nasty smell.]
And the smell. The SMELL. It smells so nasty around here, so much like rank dog, that I just wanna chop off my nose. I have no idea what's going on, but I wish it would stop. It helped when my people gave her a bath but not much. I was hoping the nuttiness would wash off, but it didn't work. Usually, I disapprove of anyone getting a bath because it could rub off on me. But this time, I would clap my hands if I had them.
[The almost-cute Dodger.]
The thing is needy to begin with. I didn't quite understand why we needed ANY dog from the beginning. But we had two. And we seem to have a constant revolving door on the second one. We've always had the dumb little throw rug, Dodger. He's cutish in a DOG sort of way, if dogs could be said to be cute. He's still here, but we always seemed to be getting a new second dog.
[My second or third mom, Daisy.]
When I was a kitten, we had this weeniehuahua, this bossy little smart dog whose job seemed to be to dump trash and steal stuff. But she was good to me, so I didn't mind her. She snuggles us kittens and watched over us to make sure no one hurt us. I liked her. It was funny the way she burrowed under blankets like she thought she was a rabbit or something. But suddenly, my people gave her away because my person wanted a puppy instead of a little dog, who they said acted too much like a cat. That's a double insult, comparing dogs to cats in any way and pretending that's a bad thing.
[Not a bad piece of doggie-shaped furniture)
Then, we got Harmoni. She was okay. Kind of insane in a puppy way. Always busy. But then my people started freaking out and crying and stuff about her. I guess she died. She was okay. Kind of a bummer but not really because we were never close.
[Busy Izzy was HUGE]
When it sucked was when Harmoni was gone. My people showed up with a giant mutt who seemed to think she was a lap dog. Thing was all over the place, running around, drinking water out of the hose, eating everything and pooping everywhere. What a NIGHTMARE!!! That's what I call DOG with a capital D. It was better than catnip when they gave her away.
[Twixie was okay for a dog.]
Then, they got Twixie. He seemed to be shy and sweet at first, but then he started bullying everyone, chasing me around, and worse yet, eating all the dog food.
[Silly and in-your-face Cali]
It wasn't long before Cali showed up from somewhere. Still haven't figured out how to get rid of her because she chases me, too. I could treat Twixie like furniture, but Cali won't be ignored. I guess by the end, I didn't mind Twixie so much.
[Most obnoxious thing Snow does most of the time is let my person hold her.]
This little one, Snow, doesn't chase me around. She's even smaller than me. She doesn't seem to eat much of the food from the main dish, either. She has her own dish. So she's not stealing my back up food. If it weren't for this sudden insanity and all the smells, I could almost pretend she wasn't here, which is exactly how I like dogs, next to invisible. Now, if I can make her and Dodger the rest of the way invisible and wipe out doggie smells, my house would be the perfect feline paradise.
