Another note from me so you know what is going on in this weird place.
Let me start by saying the cats here go from cranky bitches to scary cats! The man and lady were joking about coming back to your house and getting that cat that knew how to treat a dog. But then they started talking about the three cats here already being stressed out due to me. Blah, blah. Its all about the cats. What about me? I’m under stress with these standoffish cats. All I want is someone to snuggle with and they either hiss at me or run away. The cat I like to try to bond with is their oldest cat. She doesn’t appreciate me sniffing her butt. (See what I mean about standoffish bitch?) However, she is the only one willing to be in the same room with me right now. They keep bringing the cats over to me and my tail is just a wagging! Then the cats either hiss or run away. They seem to think that by getting the cats used to me, one of them might take pity on me and be my friend. So far the old lady will tolerate me, so they must know what they are doing. I really was happy when they dragged they black cat out to see me. So happy that I tried to lay down right next to her. I miss having something furry to snuggle with. She was not impressed. The one they thought I would get along with best, actually sat in the same room with me!! I think they think I smell like dog. Is that profiling? Do we have a case to sue?
I’m still loving that buffet. The man and lady are joking about making a sign to hang over it that says, ‘All you can eat buffet” However, it will make them keep the door partially closed and maybe they will clean it more often. So that is a good thing.
I’m about 80% leash trained. I don’t really tug at the leash, unless something spooks me. The man is really patient. Yesterday, we got to meet one of his neighbors, one they never would have met with their old dog. I was spooked and tried to flee when the guy came up to us. The man asked the guy to please wait a second and then come talk to me. He was saying something about how I can’t be a scardy cat and need to learn how to meet and greet. The neighbor was really nice and came over to pet me and then we were buddies. He said that the thought I looked like I had blue heeler in me because the markings on my legs. Strange dog barks freak me out. I think that’s because of my upbringing on the rez. The guy is trying to help me get confident.
As for the potty situation here. Can you believe they don’t have a doggy door and expect me to go outside when they take me out there? I didn’t pee or poop once on my long walk. Then when the lady went outside I hung out on the deck. She moved her lazy ass and stood in the yard for a bit. That made me go into the yard and I actually went outside! She praised the heck out of me. This morning, I peed outside again. I think I might be getting the hang of it.
They bought me a rawhide yesterday. One of those kind with no knot at the end. I’m loving that thing. I don’t appreciate them laughing at me when I chew on it. I can’t quite figure out how to hold it between my paws when I chew. It keeps slipping. They were amazed at the price of raw hides and how much cheaper they are when they are for dogs my size.
They keep saying “Katie” and when I look at them they pet me to beat the band. Are they trying to tell me something?
Today we will all be home. Yea! I hope that a cat might grace me with a glance or something.
Have a good day and know that I seem to be doing ok in this nuthouse.
P.S. Here is the link from that place those folks get rawhide’s from.