As you know, we brought home a puppy a couple of weeks ago. My hubby has wanted a puppy for a LONG time, but I kept pushing back because I was afraid of how our cats would react. For the most part, though, they’ve been more accepting than I thought they would be. Except for one.
Toby is our sensitive boy. He was injured by another newcomer to the family almost 2 years ago. In fact, poor mister Toby had to have part of his tail amputated because of the boisterous explorations of our new (then) cat, Rosco.
So Toby has been quite nervous with Tex in the house. There have been times we have to pick up Toby and set him in front of their food bowls. But nervous doesn’t fully describe Toby’s reaction. He gets downright angry. With his sweet little face, you wouldn’t expect much beligerence. Take it from me: he’s feistier than he looks!
In fact, I told Toby tonight that he’s become a cantankerous old coot. He hisses and spits and growls whenever he’s around Tex. Tonight, I was cuddling with Tex and Toby jumped up in my chair. Tex tried to come say hi to Toby, and Toby popped Tex in the nose with his front paw. THUD! So now Tex is actually scared of Toby. I was feeling sorry for disrupting Toby’s life, but now I think I should feel sorry for Tex!
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