June 26, 2002

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The Truth About Cats and Dogs

My life is not the only life that has taken a distinct turn in a different direction lately. My daughters life is definitely affected, as is my fathers. My sons may be a tiny bit affected by my relocation. You want to know who are the two individuals that are REALLY being affected in a heavy-duty way? Blossom and Blanca, thats who.

Blossom is, of course, my loved (but not very personable and none too bright) Shar-pei. Ive written about her before. Blanca is my fathers conniving and pampered cat. They are being forced to co-habit for an extended period of time and neither one of them is very sure they like the arrangement.

Poor Blossom suffers, like many of her breed, from sensitive skin. The slightest variation can set her off into a skin chewing frenzy that leaves huge patches of her skin hairless and bloody. When I finally manage to get the offending itches under control she still looks very raggedy while the hair grows back in. At these times ugly is an understatement of the highest degree. People look at her and say, What is that? rather than What kind of dog is that? Now you just KNOW that cant be good for her self-esteem!

Blanca, on the other hand, suffers no such affliction. She is sleek and fat with lovely soft fur. She is always beautiful. She knows she is because people often say What a beautiful cat! Not only that, but she is smart and can have a very winning personality if she chooses. Honestly, the deck is stacked WAY in her favor from the get-go.

But is all that natural advantage good enough for her highness Blanca? Not a chance! She insists on tormenting poor obtuse Blossom relentlessly pressing all her advantages to the fullest and beyond.

When Daddy is around, Blanca feigns delicate kitty-fears-dog postures. She looks up at him beseechingly with a stricken Help Me! plea written all over her face. Daddy chastises Blossom and sends her away muttering about the dumb dog terrorizing his poor kitty As soon as Daddys back is turned, Blanca shoots the dog a superior look and then runs over to her and smacks her, claws out if you please, before running off to a high perch from which she can look smugly down on poor befuddled Blossom.

Not one to allow such a miscarriage of justice to go unanswered; I scold Blanca and tell her she is an evil kitty! She just bats her eyes and then rubs up against me lovingly as if to say But Im so cute and loveable how could you think that? Shes good. Shes very good. Sometimes I am actually scratching her under the chin, which she loves, before I realize Ive been suckered!

Blossom has her own blanket an old comforter that she loves to nest in. She buries her rawhide bones in it to keep them safe. Its her spot or at least it was. Blanca discovered the blanket and settles herself into it with equal parts regal composure and disdain. She has stolen all the bones and hidden them in as yet undisclosed locations.

Blanca gets fed first and several times a day. Blossom gets her meals once a day. So really can you blame her for eating the top off of Daddys lunch sandwich when he left it unattended for a few seconds? Im sure it seemed fair to her!

Does anybody remember the line from the movie Homeward Bound that went something like this? Cats rule and dogs drool! Unfortunately for poor Blossom, it seems that she could be the poster pup for that motto. But if you believe in reincarnation.

lifeisuhmistury

June 27, 2002

Hehehehehehe…cats and dogs together seem to naturally end up like this! Poor Blossom, give her a good scratchin’ for me and tell her I love her no matter how she looks.It’s what’s inside that counts.*grins*Hey,hey,we can do our blue/purple swimsuit dance and sing flat and off key together…this is gettin’ scarey!*giggles* So good to hear from ya “Wolfie” and hope all is goin’ well for ya!(Hugs)

I would gladly give up coffee for Sanka…even Sanka Bianca for you….Cole Porter. But I think he did not mean your lovely scraggy Bianca! Thank you for your notes as usual. ah so you live near San Carlos st. Very Spanish of you, Hope you get to the Mystery house. I rather wish I owned such a house tho I forgot to say why she was afraid of spirits..thought they were killed by Winchester rifles..A

darkart

*guffaw*!!

🙂

BlueEyes

June 28, 2002

Now is it a big stretch to understand that wolves are part of the canine family? Your dog sounds like my kinda dog!

ermentrude

have you seen the movie cats and dogs? Those cats have exploding hairballs and are all ninja experts. i think it’s time you took blossom to doggy self defence classes!!!!!

Races with Deer

My cat’s former family named her “Fido” because she seems to think she’s a dog — hates cats, and chases them out of the yard, or trees them. She’s not crazy about dogs, either — the ankle-biter from next door came gallomping up to her, wanting to play, and she hooked a claw in his nose. Needless to say, she has few friends… 😀

I read somewhere that if cats looked like snakes, we’d realize how evil they really are, but they’re cute and furry and we get sucked in. I love them. I do. But they ARE evil. With a grin…T the U

Poor puppy. Our neighbor’s dog shadow cocker spaniel spent a weekend with us. The cats finally realized he wasn’t going to try and eat them. Arlo had grown to ten weeks next to a horrid dog with big teeth and a chain, eats small children apparently, he was kept at the road to scare bad guys away. Somehow i think arlo would be much nicer to your puppy. 🙂

so you didn’t tell us, are you staying more southernly, or going back to the yummy yard with worms and healthy plants?

HAAA! ~:D ArtImp, nsi

Elle: 2

June 29, 2002

LOL…..YOU SOUND GOOD…. SMILES,

Torin Invanusson

Hello, dearest. Dropping by. With a smile…

Luna

I had a client with a Shar-pei. She called her a walking vet bill. 🙂

My brother had a mutant Shar-pei….it had no wrinkles, dumbest dog I’ve ever seen.

June 30, 2002

i wish my 2 cats were this amusing, but not so…:)

Oh, poor Blossom! While I have, on rare ocassion, see the dog get the upper hand, usually the cat reigns supreme. *hugs*

Blanca! I thought she was Bianca… Blanca means white in Spanish. No date line in the sky maybe it is on the sea! Next time I will look . My 1984 journey and the epic story of A is now nearly over. Many excursions and digressions on the way to a …sob…sad..sad finale. I should be writing soap operas instead of my life….Alexias

Sunshine – nice to hear that things seem to be going well. I loved the jelly story – my vote was for you to throw it at him. How’s Chickie doing with your hairdresser friend?

The Watcher

July 2, 2002

DND entry. Smiling.

We have 4 dogs, 4 cats. They do not co-habit for obvious reasons.

Sounds like a case of Garfield-Odie disease, from which there is no return. Good Luck Fair Blossom {:o)

Goodness, I’ve never had a cat who was truly afraid of the household pooch. In fact, they seem to be far better at dog-training than I am. Perhaps because they are relentless and completely believe in their own superiority? My sympathy is with the poor pup, most definitely!

Poor Blossom;(( Blanca is EVIL, evil I say!!! Hm. *scratch* THIS was how I got suckered into soaps…LMAO!!! Take poor Blossom for a special ride, just for her!