Invader

[The new public enemy #1]

Ruru the Cat here.  Was this some cosmic joke?  We have FOUR dogs.  FOUR.  Two dogs, two puppies.  It feels like we have 26 puppies because they're EVERYWHERE.  This week, a neighbor shows up with a new dog who's about the size of the mama dog.  Seriously?  26 is not enough for everyone? 

[This is just too much.  That hand should be mine.]

But the truly frustrating thing was that this dog wanted to be the center of everyone's attention.  No sooner would she leave one person than she'd glom onto another.  Everyone with hands had to give her and ONLY her love.  If two puppies could become 26, this dog seemed like fifty.  That's 76 little dogs taking over my house.  One dog is too many.  This kind of math is ridiculous. 

[At first, it seemed like she could keep her distance, would just be just another dog.]

If one of we cats snuck out to spend quality time with a person to get some attention, the dog would growl and show she'd claimed every set of hands in the house.  The puppies were able to sneak in and get love.  They just ignored her growling.  But we cats kind of have to take dog chasing seriously.  You never know when a dog, even a tiny, dumb dog, can actually hurt you. 

[Then, suddenly, she seemed to be everywhere!]

It was frustrating, to say the least.  Day after day, this dog was here, taking up all the love that should have been mine.  It drove me insane.  Then, a beautiful thing happened.  The person who dropped her off came to pick her up.  Something about a new home for that ugly little love-stealing mutt.  I felt like Christmas and birthday and everything beautiful had come early.  I'm free!  Suddenly, 26 annoying little puppies don't seem so bad.