Cat VS Dog

Yesterday we decided that it would be smart to try to introduce the dog and cat again. This is because, Quincy, the dog, sits at our bedroom door sniffing so loud that I'm sure the neighbors can hear him. Sometimes the cat is on the other side of the door and sticks a paw out to egg it on, and sometimes he is laying on the bed and the dog is just going crazy.

So Dave had the idea to put Tiny, the cat, into his kitty kennel and let Quincy sniff him out. Yeah that didn't go quite as planned. It was hilarious don't get me wrong, but I'm surprised that my cat was still speaking to me this morning. Quincy went ape shit on the kennel sniffing it like mad and pushing it all around. Finally Dave put it up against a wall and put his foot on it. Well it was like Quincy was trying to bite the bars, but he was wagging his tail the whole time. So I'm not sure if that meant he liked the cat or he just thought he was doing something good. Tiny on the other hand, did not find this one bit amusing. He hissed and growled and turned into a giant puff ball. He was good about being in there and he got lots of treats for trying to help us out. Dave was like I've never heard a cat growl...oh yeah only when they are in strict attack mode and are so pissed off they are going to attack the next thing within a paws reach. He raised his paw like 5 times and Dave was hoping that he would stick it through the bars and just snag Quincy, dousing his interest in the cat. But no, Tiny didn't do that. So really the whole kitty in the kennel thing wasn't as helpful as we were hoping. As I speak Quincy is at the bedroom door sniffing his heart out.

I am hoping they can get along. I think the dog wants to play and the cat understands that dog is not a friend. I hate having Tiny live in the bedroom while we have the dog here. It keeps turning into more and more time. Dave's dad finished the fence but Quincy ran away last weekend because he jumped it. So now he is going to build a kennel run with a roof. But Quincy loves Dave and when we took him to Fernley the other night while we went to Fallon, he cried and whined the whole time and was a total pill. Yep just like dropping off the grandkids!! So either Quincy needs to learn to deal with Fernley, or we are going to permanently have a dog. And we aren't supposed to have any pets at all! It is much easier to hide the cat from the landlord...the dog won't be so easy!