Noël here again. You may be wondering why the last few posts have been so anti-dog. Well Mom left me in charge while she is away on business this week and this is my opportunity to vent. Though we cats have learned to co-exist with those dogs, even tolerate them at times, it is just really hard to understand and accept their very odd animal behavior. I am sure that you can understand. The life of a house cat is so, well, pleasant. And if there wasn’t these yappy smelly balls of energy running around… oh wait, that sounds like I am describing that kitten, Nine, maybe I have to rephrase this …. Nine even loves the dogs and cuddles up to Sofie (meeeeoooowww – how can he?)
Ok, let me start over. When you live in a house with 4 other cats and 2 dogs, it takes a lot of control on my part not to just crawl in a hole to get away from the screaming bunch of them. I would be happy if they all just went away, except for Mommy, I like her. I don’t know if cats were really meant to live in groups. We all are so unique and most of the time would rather be by ourselves than with other animals or even people. Except for some, like Muffin and Nine. Those silly boys love to sit on laps and even lie with other cats. Maybe it is a girl cat thing? Constance Kitty and I would be very happy if we never saw each other, or another animals again. Now baby Stella, I don’t know where she is on that issue yet.
It would be really interesting to be the only animal at the zoo. Life would sure be quiet. But, I wouldn’t get to finish the food that Muffy leaves over… and I wouldn’t have anyone to play with ….. and there probably would be only one litter box instead of 4 (which gives me a super choice)….
OK, they can stay… for now.