Dog vs Cat
It is a story as old as the written word. Dogs and cats living together, ANARCHY!!!
First an introduction.
Tiger is a ten year old, fat, lazy yellow with tiger stripes, easily annoyed cat who loves to wine about the things that annoy him. He likes sleeping on the back of the couch, middle of the hall, in front of the TV, in Natalie's chair, and eating.
Molly is a two year old, black, hairy, Corgi mix with a heavy frame and short legs. She is hyper most of the time, clingy the rest. She loves to go outside and come right back in. She is intelligent, but stupid sometimes like the rest of the family. She enjoys eating Tiger's food and (blekkk!!!) poop from the litter box.
I could write a book abut the couple of weeks they have cohabitated so far. It has been mesmerizing to watch them learn each other's way. Molly will walk by Tiger, now too lazy to move out of the way, and give him a kiss just in passing. Tiger tolerates the first kiss, but will swipe at Molly if she stops and persists.
If Tiger just sits there Molly will not really push issues. However, if Tiger takes off to get away from her, Molly will run after him. This of course makes the situation far more interesting. If Elle is paying attention at the moment she too wants to run after them both. This prompts Nat to jump up and haller at all of them to stop. What a mom thing to do. I sit back and chuckle at the whole situation. Not out of meanness, but out of loving the family interaction. We have all come together to chase each other around the house for no good reason.
Tiger meows when he is annoyed. Molly barks only when she things something is a miss.
Tiger walks by you and expects to be petted. Molly runs her nose under your hand and passive aggressively demands to be petted.
Tiger is the old crotchety fart. Molly is the fun loving ball chaser.
They are both needy.
I suppose we are all needy. We need each other