So, the neighbors have a new puppy.... a little cockapoo or something like that. Right now it's just a very hyper ball of fur.
Yesterday, the boys were playing with him and Jacob came in the house to get some water.... and the puppy followed. What great fun! A new place to explore!
Until.... Wylie saw him speeding past in the kitchen from her preferred hangout spot in the sunroom.
"Intruder!!!"
Holy crap, the cat was on it. Like a flash she was in the main house, horrid noises emitting from her throat, fur all puffed out.
The puppy was somewhat oblivious to this new creature he'd encountered. I mean, I'm sure all other mammals had been pretty welcoming to him in his short life - so why fear this crazy ball of fur. Off he went around in the family room.
"This house is MY house!!!"
No sooner had he rounded the corner that the cat took the short route and planted herself right in front of the puppy. Back arched, teeth bared, Get The Hell Out!
And this point, the puppy may have registered that this is not someone I want to play with. He paused for a moment of confusion, and turned to walk slowly in the other direction.
This gave me the opportunity to scoop him up (he was all wet from the grass, so that was also awesome) and put him back outside.
The cat continued to voice her deep dissatisfaction with the whole event.
I guess we won't be getting a dog, LOL.
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