Only one thing struck me today.
Don’t mess with my cat.
I’m not a huge cat fan, but I do have one. He used to tag team with his mama, but I’ve learned that Mama was only along for the ride. I have yet to meet any animal that will mess with him. I heard a noise in my backyard once and stepped outside to find a coyote with my hen in his mouth. My cat was less than a foot away, hissing that he should leave our yard immediately. I’m sure I heard, “And leave the chicken, too!” The coyote saw me and left, albeit with the bird, while I was stunned at the audacity of that cat.
Today, I wasn’t thinking about the cat. I have two young male dogs who are vying for headship of our home. As my daughter put a collar and leash on one to take him for his obedience lessons, the other one appeared unexpectedly. A fight instantly broke out. I came running and yanked the leash with Jake attached. He’s a pretty light dog, and he flew out of the melee. But the other dog followed him. I blocked the approach with a box I had in my hand while my daughter grabbed him from behind to take him outside. Neither of these dogs will hurt us – they are merely arguing over who gets to be kept. Both are good dogs and neither are doing any damage. But teen males being what they are….. I heard my daughter yell something, but I was making sure that Jake was completely out of the way, and it didn’t sound serious. Instantly, the cat came out of nowhere, poofed as all get-out, and bit Jake’s backside.
Whoa! Now I’m defending my dog from the assault of a cat?!? Jake jumped behind me and my daughter reappeared to take the cat. I told her what he’d just done. She said he’d done the same thing to Buddy as she was taking him out.
Makes me wonder if Gray-C would’ve had it all under control if we’d stayed out of the way…..