Delusions of grandeur
This is Rusty:
Rusty showed up on my parents' porch about a week ago. My dad would probably claim he never wanted another cat, but we wouldn't believe him since he told my mom there was a kitten on the porch. "If he didn't want me to keep him," Mom said, "he should've just shoved him right off the edge with his foot and kept walking." Mom and Dad let the kitten in the house, then put him back outside again when they went out to see if he'd wander off. He was still there when they got back, so they let him in and named him. As our family knows quite well, once an animal is named, it stays for good.
Rusty spent his first few days in the family feeling a bit under the weather and sluggish, but as of yesterday was back in fine form. Even hale and hearty, Rusty weighs about two pounds.
This is Maggie:
Maggie is a one-year-old Border Collie / Australian Shepherd / German Shepherd mix with the energy of five Suns. Maggie weighs 44 pounds. Maggie LOVES Rusty. When he first moved in, Maggie fawned over him for days. She brought him toy after toy and tried to get him to play with her. She sniffed him so hard Mom said it looked like she was trying to hoover him up her nostrils.
According to Mom, the other morning Maggie was chilling on the couch with her and Rusty came around and started bugging Mags. Finally, Mags had had enough. She gently took Rusty's entire head in her jaws, as if to say, "All right, you little shit. I am the boss of you."
Rusty pulled his head out of Maggie's mouth and stared at her with disgust and disdain. Then he wrapped his twiggy little cat arms around her neck and started chewing on her face. I bet if you look up "self confidence" in the dictionary, you'll find a picture of a small marmalade-colored tabby kitten.
That is too funny. Lucky cat he didnt get eaten though.
ReplyDeleteI love watching cats and dogs playing together. Our old dog used to do the same thing to the cat. She'd sit on him and just chew on his head. They cat would tolerate it for a certain amount of time before kicking her ass. You'd go to pick him up and he'd be all wet; it was kind of gross.
ReplyDeleteglad to hear that Rusty has a good home! :)
Little kitties know no fear. My Max (aka Evil Ninja Assassin Cat) faced down the neighbours' large (and extremely friendly) Siberian Husky who got let into the house by my daughter. Maya just wanted to play. Max wanted her the hell out of the house, and puffed up the fur on his four-pound body and charged her. Poor Maya, she's used to playing with her own cat, a much friendlier puss.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what's going to happen when my Mom comes up to visit with her greyhound. Should be interesting.
Yay! I heart them!
ReplyDeleteOur dog and cats love each other..the dog likes to like the cats ears...and they let him. Where they are "done" w/ him they swat him on the nose.
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