PiperDog is pussywhipped!

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Or kitty-whipped, more precisely.

The players: PiperDog. A big lovable mutt. 50 pounds of black furry friendliness.

PiperKitty: A little black and white tuxedo kitty. Probably three pounds, max. Full grown, but always called kitty because of her size.

Me. Reputedly in charge.

I’m climbing up the stairs, which take a turn at the half-landing and go up a few more steps.

And there’s PiperDog, lying on the half-landing. He watches me climb the stairs towards him, with big sad eyes, ears down in submissive pose. I’m puzzled why he’s staring at me so mournfully. He doesn’t move as I go past him and make the turn.

And there’s the PiperKitty, sitting at the top of the stairs. Little bum down, two front paws holding her up erect, little tail gently lashing. Contemplative mood, philosophically considering life.

I look back at PiperDog. He’s watching me attentively, with a «maybe he’ll help» look.

And then I step past little PiperKitty, and see it: just behind her, the half-chewed beef bone that Piper Dog has been carrying around for a week.

I look back at him. «Is that what this is about? You can’t get your bone away from 3 pounds of kitty?» I toss the bone down the stairs. Piper Dog lets out a «woof» and goes chasing after it.

Piper Kitty eyes me reproachfully, for spoiling her fun, and stalks off, little tail erect, in the classic feline «This isn’t over» pose.

I’m not letting PiperKitty in my bedroom the next few nights.

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It amazes me what my skinny, light weight Siameezers can control in this house.
I have nice beds in high places like cats tend to like. But the 2 doggies have one large bed in the living room. They have never lain in it. The cat’s commandeered it long ago. It’s usually ignored til a silly dog thinks she might like a nap in the supper comfy dog bed. Nope. No dog has ever used it.
Cat rulez! They’re brutal and must be adhered to.

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Cats can be just as unfriendly to members of their own species. My Denver was an amiable, easy-going cat who could deal with just about anything that came his way. Nothing really bothered him; he just went with the flow.

Unless he was playing with his catnip cigar. And it was his catnip cigar, nobody else’s. Any other cat of ours learned the hard way that when Denver was playing with his catnip cigar, it was best to leave him alone. Even if he wasn’t playing with his cigar, Denny was protective of it–if another cat even so much as looked at it, Denny would pounce.

As has so often been said, cats is weird.

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I don’t understand how you can do this. My Vienna knows that the bed is HER bed, and any human in it is there as her guest.

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lol my youngest brothers cat was Himalayan. and siamese and totally dominated the pitbull/Doberman mix of moms its like she wasn’t aware of the fact she could have eaten him anytime she wanted to … tho I think they were in a domestic partnership because they’d clean each other … and acted like they were a couple

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tho kitty has one advantage she’ll use her claws on his tender little nose … dogs tend not to use their claws to fight with

all my cats had to do is swat a dog’s nose to get them to back down and if they didnt all it took was once …

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Heh, I know a dog like that. My friend runs an animal rescue out of her house, she has 46 cats-- and one very cowed pitbull named Tonka. One of the cats took exception to Tonka’s existence; this extremely elderly, skinny, FIV+, deaf, and apparently not-too-smart cat was literally doing midair jumps at Tonka’s face. And Tonka doesn’t harm a single whisker, just concedes defeat and leaves. Most of the other cats are fine with her, I think, but she just gives them all a wide berth.

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It’s not just cats. My parents’ neighbor had a 75 lbs Golden, who conformed to all the Golden stereotypes: sweet, goofy, playful. But one day my parents’ five-pound Maltese, Jack, decided that Belle needed a slapdown. Which he gave her, growling and barking. And she took it! Ears down, tail tucked, cowering before this little rat-dog that she could have literally knocked over with a wag of her tail.

I wouldn’t have believed it, if I hadn’t witnessed the whole exchange.

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I’ve been laughing for weeks at the fact that Mr.Wrekker is afraid of my Siamese cats. When I had to spend 2 days in the hospital he was tasked with staying in the house as opposed to the deer camp.
He asked me would the cats come and sleep in the bedroom. No, they would not, I was certain.
I secretly hoped they would, though.
Big ol’ Hunter man afraid of 2 skinny cats.
Rich!

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Youtube-Cats stealing dog beds.
Brace yourself at 1:08.

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I bet the dog is not the only pussywhipped

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Cats are alphas. And female cats are uber alphas. Or so it has always been in my households. Currently, I have a Mother and Son setup. I think that Mom thinks she should be my only cat. She hates it when she catches me paying attention to her son, who is shy but almost as deserving as her despite her opinion. Yes, I think there’s some Siamese in there.

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My 2 Siamese have an uneasy alliance about who’s the boss of the ‘world.’
Meeko, the girl is really the boss of the ‘house’. She slick about though. She lets Bear (boy) think he’s in charge. She does all her bossing with stink eye and ignoring. Bear hates to be ignored.

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PiperDog didn’t make a cross-country trip to meet up with you a year ago, did he? If not, there’s another Piper Dog who was the star of a book my friends made to commemorate the event.

The PiperParents had to move from one coast to another, and one of their old college friends said “I’ll give Piper a ride… partway.” The other parts got fun and crazy. Man, do those Pipers have adventures!

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My family had both a cat and a dog when I was a child.

Our cat would get hold of one of the dog’s favorite toys and hold it hostage exactly like your pets. But the best part was how she gained custody of the toy in the first place. The cat would feign intense interest and delight in another toy across the room. The dog would drop his favorite and cross the room to investigate. the cat would engage in a few additional distractions, then she would make her move, dart across the room and seize control of the dog toy.

It was pretty epic to watch.

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Yeah–you’re likely to end up with a kitty “present” on your pillow elsewise.

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I’m posting a personal story about my experience with a cat that may explain why cats truly are much tougher than dogs. I don’t believe that any dog who has ever gotten into a fight with a cat would ever try that again. Here is my story:

One evening I was working my part time job in a gas station when I found a female cat. She appeared to be very distressed. I figured she was lost or abandoned. I tried to make friends with her to help her out and she was slowly coming around.

I was holding her in my arms when an air pressure hose somehow came lose from its coupling and emitted an extremely loud hissing sound and part of the hose behaved like a crazed Cobra snake thrashing all around at very fast speeds.

The cat lost her mind. She must have figured she was under some kind of attack. She must have scratched me at least a dozen times in the same number of places on my body. Thank Goodness she never got me in the eyes. I can’t blame her at all. I’m sure she felt she was being attacked and just wanted to escape.

Do you remember those scenes from cartoons when two animals (usually a dog and a cat) get into a fight and all you can see is a whirling ball of fury with occasional glimpses of claws and teeth and animal parts? Well that is what this event seemed like to me. She was just trying to escape. I was just trying to let her escape. She must have scratched me a dozen times in just one split-second. It was amazing!

As soon as she started scratching me, I tried to drop her as fast as I could. I have never reacted as quickly ever before or since. But she really got me good. My body was covered with many serious and painful scratches. As soon as she hit the ground, she was across the street and disappeared in a flash.

I never ever ever want to get attacked by a cat again. I have often heard about dogs killing cats. But after that experience, I would never want to get into any kind of fight with a cat unless maybe … I was in a Sherman tank or something similar. I kid you not. House cats can be the most fearsome and ferocious creatures in the world when they are fighting.

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And yet every so often someone posts, “Why don’t they breed large cats for pets like they do dogs?”

Dennis

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Reminds me of one day when I lived in NYC. I was walking down the street and I saw a cat sitting on a stoop. A guy was coming the other way with a really big dog, when they got to within a few feet of the cat the dog started barking really loudly. The cat leaped off of the stoop on to the dog’s head. Don’t screw with an alley cat .

Another time I was visiting my brother, who has a cat. I brought mine with me, Mickey is a little guy and not a fighter, he always got along with my other cat. But my brother’s cat was hissing at Mickey, and I thought they were going to fight. Forgetting I was not wearing shoes or socks, I stuck my foot out to nudge Mickey away. One of his claws went into my foot about half an inch and the other claws tore several ribbons into my foot. I’ve still got a scar

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I have seen a cat terrorize a German shepherd dog, not letting it come up the stairs.

Another time our cat used to abuse our Saint Bernard. As was said upthread, one whack with those sharp claws on a tender nose, and it’s perfectly clear who’s in charge. After that SB died, we took in a large, full-grown SB from a friend. (The friend raised them, and this particular one for some reason could not conceive, and they couldn’t afford to keep her.) Now, Ursula (the SB) had very thick fur. Cat gave her a whack one day, and Ursula just sat there passively. After a couple more tries on other occasions, Cat gave up.