This is the only time you will ever hear me stand up for my dog. Mark the date and remind me that I was once overwhelming kind to the “O” (Oriana).
Now I know what you’re going to say – Life isn’t fair!
It’s one of my favorite sayings. In fact, my son heard it so often that I would overhear him telling kids on the playground that “Life’s not fair.” I understand that, but something must change in my neighborhood. The cats are going wild, torturing my dog, and subsequently driving me insane.
The cats literally come poke their heads in my window and smash their little whiskered faces up against the glass. It’s bad enough the kids do that, but now their cats have caught on. Do you have any idea what that does to my dog?
It’s like an episode of Tom and Jerry, except with a cat and dog and the cat is winning!
My dog runs circles around the house, nearly jumps from the windows, and knocks around my furniture. This goes on for most of the day.
I’m about to lobby congress for laws requiring cats to be leashed.
The cats also rip through my garbage, get into my garage, and spray everything in site. I am declaring war on felines!
FringeMan reached his breaking point one evening last week. The cats refused to be chased off. As the dog danced circles around crying at her highest, most feverish pitch, she also sprinkled the floor in uncontainable excitement. Finally FringeMan just opened the door and said, “Go get em’.”
A verse of The Farmer in the Dell ensued.
The cat took off at breakneck speed with the dog hot on his heels. Roughly five children entered the race, arms flapping in every direction and shouts reaching clear to Massachusetts. Although I doubt FringeMan was overcome with sympathy for the cat, he was concerned that every kid on the block was now running in and out of the street after the animals, so he joined the race.
The disjointed congo line danced their way down the street, through backyards, and ended with a treed cat. The kids are still reliving this scene from their very own nature channel episode. My dog is having active dreams in which I am certain she returns with the cat in her mouth and FringeMan is in trouble with every cat lover in a 10 mile radius.
I love that people love their cats, but I love my sanity. When your cat jumps in my window and waves hello to my dog, it’s war. Just remember, all’s fair in love and war.
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