I’ve been posting many photos of the kitten. It’s a combination of cute as a button and furry clawed terror. The dog is an absolute saint in comparison and deserves more screen time. I’m rectifying that now.
Who’s a good dog? She is!
You know what sucks if you want to go for a walk? Cats! Cats suck at “forest”, unlike my awesome dog. Here we’re exploring an old field in New England.
The dog has inspected and approves of this old stone fence.
Though nothing can stretch like a cat.
My dog doesn’t approve of a cat on the dog’s post.
Back to dog photos. Has there ever been a dog prouder to be sitting next to an old tree?
Meanwhile, the cat likes to bite things, like me.
Though a kitten has +2 on all of its cuteness rolls.
I like that the dog happily hangs out with me as I “explore”.
The cat looks cute when napping, but it’s probably dreaming of chewing my nose off.
After an adjustment period, the two of them have learned to get along pretty well.
In conclusion, dogs are best!
I had two cats, litter-mates, that loved to walk around the property with me. They were a bit slow in negotiating the deep woods and fern clusters in the Puget Sound, occasionally there would be a piteous meow and I would have to call them for a locate. We would go way down into the ravine sometimes. On the other hand, on open ground, they seemed to delight in hanging back and then spurting ahead and running up a tree for fun. Good cats, I miss them.
A Great Pyrenees can’t be anything except good. That is until they drag you through the woods chasing turkeys while you ricochet off trees. Good times!
Dog logic: The turkey had it coming.
True. My guys were fun but painful.
I can’t come up with a quick snarky comment to mock the rainbow collar. My instincts were to just go with
>That dog is FABULOUS!
and move on, but it’s about dogs, and most dog owners would go all gushy and misty and miss the snark.
Touche.
That’s good looking dog.
We had an Orange cat named Punkin when we were growing up and we lived out in the sticks. That cat would follow us kids for literal MILES back into the woods just like a dog.
That’s fun. I’ve never had a cat follow me but I had a couple domestic turkeys I was raising track me to a deer stand and wander around under it looking for me.