Our cat Midnight, doesn't appreciate
the fact that she is not the only pet. She probably doesn't even
thinks she is a pet. I'm pretty sure she thinks we’re her pets, but
either way, I know she don't appreciate the fact we allow Mika, our
Mini Pin pup, to live here too. She pretty much stayed on the upper
level of the house with my oldest daughter Shaye, to avoid him.
Sometimes I forgot we had a cat.
Lately she has decided that she wants
to hang out on the lower level of the house. I finally got Shaye to
do something with her warehouse of a room, so I'm thinking Midnight
is confused and thinks were moving, or that something big is up.
Mika actually handled this better than
I thought, for a Bossy, jealous dog with O.C.D. He barked at her a
little at first, but I'm pretty sure he was just laying down the
rules. He likes to run a tight ship. After that he usually just
yelled at her for laying on shelves, the kitchen table, and being up
on counters was a big no, no. Really, just anywhere he knew we didn't
prefer our fur babies to be. He also complains if my youngest
daughter Haley, takes the kitty in her room and shuts him out.
“Oh hell no she didn't!”
But, things settled in. He continued to
yell at her about her bad habits and she continued to ignore his
wishes. The occasional nails in, smack is administered, but things
never turn into an out and out barroom brawl.
Then one day she crossed the line. Big
time!
She actually used the bathtub for a
kitty litter box! Seriously?
This chic has issues!
He was escorting me down the hall,
because when he isn't sleeping or keeping look out in the window,
making sure nobody breaks the fifty mile perimeter he has mentally
built around our house, he feels it's best if I be escorted. Suddenly
he stops and his head jerks toward the bathroom, his nose pointed up,
nostrils flaring. He darts into the bathroom and then over to the tub
where he raises up on his back legs and looks in.
Oh, it's on!
He runs out of the bathroom and into
the kitchen, where Midnight was laying in a chair, and starts yelling
like there was no tomorrow. She tried smacking him a couple times,
hissed a few, but he didn't care. He refused to stop until she ran
back upstairs.
She did it again after that, but we
found it first and well, we figure what he don't know won't hurt. I
decided to keep the bathroom door closed after that. Then the other
night I was walking through and Midnight is sitting by the bathroom
door like she's just waiting her turn. I yelled in at Haley and told
her to take Midnight upstairs to her sister for the night. I didn't
want to be woke up through the night by deputy control freak yelling
at Queen priss to get off the counter and table.
Mika heard me and since he's a busy
body, he came in to see what the deal was. And then he saw her!
“Oh hell no! I know she don't think
she's going in there!”
To be fair, he probably did get her
upstairs faster than it would have taken Haley. I just wanted to pee,
so I could go to bed. By the time my hand reached for the knob Mika
was back and butted his way in front of me.
“Mika, I really don't need an escort
for this.”
As soon as I opened the door he ran
over to the tub and looked in. I think I saw his chest relax a bit,
and then he strutted out.
“Really Mika, the door has been
shut.”
Your dog is weird too, right?
