December 17th 2010 5:31 pm
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Today Mom decided I have been here long enough and I behave well enough so I could meet the "bad dogs". Those dogs aren't really bad, but Mom said they have a different attitude about cats than the others. They are both older Frenchies. One of them used to live in Florida and he used to chase all the stray cats away from "his" fence. He has been getting pretty excited when he sees Mom's feral cats outside. The other is Jones. Jones is different. He has only met cats that were outside and that ran when they saw him OR some of the cats in Mom's rescue when he snuck into their room. He tried to get them (but, they were in cages), and they didn't appreciate it so they hissed and growled and spit at him, which wound him right up.
Well, first it was Darrell's turn. I was in the kitchen and there is a baby gate blocking it off from the rest of the house that I can get thru. Mom let Darrell out in the kitchen. He spied me, got all excited and raced over. I just laid on the floor where I was and didn't do anything. Darrell skidded to a stop, sniffed me and I casually got up and walked thru the baby gate. Darrell just walked away. Score one for the Smokey cat!!! Next Jones came racing out. This time I was in the puppy pen with Tanner and Taylor. Jones looked at me, got his "OMD, it's a CAT!!!" look and raced over to the pen. I glanced over at him and went back to playing with the poodles. Jones watched for a minute, decided he must have made a mistake, and went over to the door for Mom to let him outside. Hee hee hee, I win again!!! Snce that first meeting Mom no longer puts me in the bedroom when she lets them out to play. I LIKE those two Frenchies... they are funny looking and make strange noises. And, they LIKE me, I am sooo charming!!!!