Caline slippers

Cats; what can I say about cats.1

Henry our cat is the slyest of the sly. He cuddles you and nestles up to you when he wants feeding, sits on your lap when it’s cold. 2

He only wants you, you can’t want him.3

Call and call all you want and he sits there all contrite and regal. He gives you a one eyed look that says, ‘How very dare you!’4

If you try to pick him up he gives you a salute of the right paw, claws out stretched Nazi style. Hence his nickname Henry Hitler the right paw Blitzer.5

Henry had it all his own way until Archie the Staffordshire bull terrier arrived.6

Henry showed his disapproval right away by taking a crap in Archie’s basket. Not content with that he scent marked Archie whenever he approached to say ‘Howdy doody.’ He even had the audacity to give a flourish with his tale as he did so!7

Henry was the boss of the house, even if Archie was the honey for the moment. 8

Time would tell as the pecking order was still to be settled. Henry my have won the battle but the war had a long way to go yet. Hopefully the household would be able to stand it!9

And so it went on; Henry would casually walk up to Archie and sit down right next to him and stare him out until the dog left his food so Henry could move right in and scoff it. Archie would chase Henry from time to time, but only after a brave pill!10

Archie had to learn to get a back bone or starve. I’m afraid there is nothing sorrier than a broken dog.11

Okay there was the odd tussle were you couldn’t tell one end from the other, they much looked like a ‘Push me pull you’ from Dr Doolittle, all fur and teeth going hell for leather, but once again the victor walked away with a swagger and then sat on the fence taunting the loser.12

After about three months an uneasy truce was brokered between the two. Archie now being much bigger and faster as well as a little wiser was able to do Henry Hitler some lasting damage. See Henry’s shortened tail from the last tussle.13

As time goes on even the best of enemies turn into friends and now both these lovable rouges can be found in each others company. 14

It’s just a question of time of which one goes first and I am sure which ever it is; the one will miss the other.15

But I would just like to know which of the two buggers’ it is; that insists on taking a leak in my slippers each morning. 16

I have my suspicions, but neither of them is talking.17

Both have been threatened to be turned into a new pair of slippers come the great day; cat on the left foot, and dog on the right foot. 18

If ever they fight I shall be in right trouble.19