Cats and Dogs

Kiki and Gracie taking a nap

Apparently, our cat and dog didn't get the memo that cats and dogs aren't supposed to get along. Our cat, Kiki, loves our dog, Gracie. She grooms her. Runs to greet her in the morning. And likes cuddling up next to her. The pictures below show Kiki grooming Gracie. I've never seen anything like it. Even Gracie's best friend, Ava, gets along with the cat. Maybe our cat likes dogs. Or, maybe Vizslas are just great dogs. Or, maybe we just got lucky with a great dog and cat.

Kiki grooming Gracie's face

Ava

A Note About Animal Carcasses

I heard back from some of you to go ahead and blog about what was real and to be myself. So here goes ...

Like most cats, our proud hunter likes to bring her spoils to the door and drop them on the mat. One day a couple of weeks ago, I went out back on our deck and noticed that pungent odor of dead animal. I thought it was coming from down below. I go and investigate. Nothing there. When I come back up the stairs, I notice the carcass of a dead rat. It's obviously been there more than one day. Now, I was tired. I thought, I'll leave it for the buzzards. They were just hanging out the other day on our neighbor's house. They'll come and take care of it for me. Remember, I was really tired or just plain stupid, probably the latter. A day or so later, when the buzzards hadn't come, I decide that I better take care of the ballooning animal. Gross! Gross! Gross! NEVER leave it there. Dispose of it immediately! I won't go into gory details, but I had to hold my nose with one hand while using the shovel with the other. I'm a goof and a dork, I know.

Don't Mess with the Cat!

We have a little black cat named Kiki. She's adorable and a great cat. She loves our Vizsla, Gracie. She grooms her and jumps up to greet her--it's pretty wild. Earlier this week I noticed several times that while Kiki was outside, a gray bird--I think it was a mocking bird--would swoop down on her. The bird would kind of do dive bombs while she was on the deck or walking through the yard. Well, the other morning, I went out back to take the dog out. When I got down to the bottom of the stairs, I noticed Gracie sniffing something. I went over to look. All that was there was a pile of gray feathers. I think that mocking bird learned it's lesson--don't mess with the cat!