By now Sweet Tea, my somewhat elderly cat, has trained three dogs, the first (now deceased), a 65 lb. Weimador, the second (still vibrantly alive) an 85 lb. Pitador, and now the 102 lb. Dane, Canute. Because of her legendary dog training talent, the 8 lb. Sweet Tea needs to have her name changed to Princess, as in Princess of Pain. Kitties who haven’t been declawed are extradorinary dog trainers, regardless of the size of their canine victims.
Declawing catz is evil.
/johnny
My late Rottie, Buddy, fell in love with our calico, Chi-Chi.
I am convinced that that dog loved pain.
He put up with biting and scratching, just so he could lick her.The other cats never liked her, as she was always a bit pushy, to put it nicely, so I just thought she was treating him badly because she was nasty to everyone-except us.
Finally, after about a year, she broke down and was smitten. Whenever he came into the room, she would meow and go up to him rubbing against him and he would try to do the same but would end up knocking her over (he was 120lbs). She would roll around and end up on her back, grab his snout and he’d lick her tummy.
Sometimes we had to break it up (hey-you 2 get a room!, my husband would say and they would stop-I swear!) and I’d have to clean up his slobber.
When she wasn’t in the mood, she’d whack him on his head a few times and sometimes he’d walk away, other times he’d crouch, wag his tail and bark at her. She loved it and would keep hitting him so he’d keep barking. When I would come to see what the commotion was, they’d both look up at me with that-what? who me? expression.
At night,I would go around the house turning off the lights,and after a couple of nights, I realized I was always walking over Buddy. Why aren’t you in your bed? I’d ask him. Well, when I went into our other den where the $$$ dog beds were, there, in the middle of this enormous bed,was Chi-Chi. This became a nightly ritual and he only slept on his bed during the day. Sometimes, when he slept on the floor, she would come and sleep next to him too.
Buddy got sick and died rather suddenly from kidney disease and about 6 months later, Chi-Chi was diagnosed with cancer and before we could even decide whether to put her down, she died.
She used to spend all of her time at the window looking outside for him; it was so sad, just broke my heart.
We buried Chi-Chi on our property in the dog cemetery, right next to Buddy....she is the only cat buried there.
...you read about these pet “love stories” and always wonder if they are true; I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes!
Pets are such a gift from above; I don’t know what I would do without them.
Mrs CT Hillbilly