Cat vs. Dog

I love all animals. It pains me to see any animal hurt, or dead on the road. Unfortunately I see it a lot where we live.

At our house we have 2 cats and 2 dogs. My step-son also has a pet python, but he doesn’t live with us. I’d let the snake live here, but I am not sure how long he would survive in our household.

A debate occurs often between my husband and I on which is better, cats or dogs. I am for both, but lean towards the feline candidate. Scott is definitely all pro-dog. He calls the cats vermin.

A huge part of the discussion revolves around which butt of the animal is the worst. Scott hates that the cats show their butts proudly. Trust me, I see plently of dog butt around here too, but it just doesn’t bother me. Scott seems to think cat butt is worse than dog butt.

And when it comes to who cleans out the litter box, it is always me. Scott cleans up the yard after the dogs. It is – to me anyway – way worse to have to clean up a whole yard, but not to Scott.

Scott will tolerate the cats, and I think secretly like them sometimes. Just don’t make him look at their tails!

He thinks they are on a secret mission to drive him nuts. They rub his legs when he gets out of the shower, talk incessantly, and weave a path down the hall just when he is trying to get by. And they love to jump on the kitchen counters. They shed to bother him, and it is the bane of his existence when they knead dough.

Of course all my fur children are angels, so I think they never do anything bad. Especially when one dog ate the arms off the couch, or they bark in the middle of the night, or have an “accident” on the carpet. Or if anyone throws up! Perfect little angels.

Just ask Scott the next time one of the dogs barks at the wind. Angels!

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