Notes from a small dog – Black and white

nick-and-aniShe got up this morning and squeaked. She’s not supposed to squeak, but it seemed about all she could manage. She tried a whisper, but that didn’t work out too well either… more of a frog sound… so she’s pretty quiet this morning, though there seems to be a lot of groaning going on. Serves her right for spending so much time on the phone when she should have been playing with me.

That’s bad enough, but there are strange things going on. My boy… the one who has allowed a cat into his life… he seems to have  lost the plot. He’s phoning her  up to talk about the thing. He’s even sending her pictures of the fatuous feline!

Once upon a time, he was all mine. There was no doubt about that at all. Now? It just keeps going from  bad to worse. He’s started whispering when he phones… but not because he’s lost his voice, oh no… It’s so he doesn’t wake the cat! It’s okay to disturb my dreams with phones ringing at all hours, but Heaven forbid he disturbs the paltry puss!

She says she keeps finding cushions on the floor too. Not even because the moggy has been playing either. You can have epic games with a few cushions…

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But no, she suspects he is putting them down on the floor. I wonder why? Maybe it has to do with the fact he’s dragging another chair out for himself ’cause someone is asleep in his?

That just shows you, doesn’t it? He’s been corrupted already… That’s the basic difference between us dogs and them. We’re loyal, eager to please, always ready to play. They’re spiteful, spitty kitties half the time, with more claws and teeth than anyone needs. They just ignore you when you bark talk to them. Then they’re suddenly your best friends and go all gooey and kittenish and fragile and need cuddles.  They like to keep you on your toes. We like to keep you on the sofa.

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I chase the birds, but only to play. They stalk them and try to catch them. And the fish! I wouldn’t dream of trying to catch fish, though I’ll go and swim with them any time!

This thing prowls around the pond, watching… waiting… and I don’t think it would go down too well if it got its claws out. Mind you, the big sturgeon might give it what for…

So, we’re sort of complete opposites. ‘Cept we’re both furry and black and white. And we’re both animals. With tails… and two-legses to look after.

“The same sun shines on you both,” she says (when she can say anything at all). “You both have you own jobs to do.” I s’ppose she’s right. I can’t be in two places at once, no matter how I try… and she needs me here mostly. I don’t know how she’d manage without me, what with the postman turning up every day and all the things that go bump in the night. ani

I wish he’d have got a dog though. Instead.We could have made friends and played together. Can’t see that happening with old Puss in Boots…

A dog would be much more fun. Say, a nice, handsome retriever or a big, noble setter…

Ah well, a girl can dream…

Much love,

Ani

xxx

 

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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82 Responses to Notes from a small dog – Black and white

  1. Ritu says:

    Oh Ani poor you! I know these kitties can be selfish… but you have your own love that no one else can give her and your boy. Don’t you worry. You’ll never be replaced xxx

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  2. Poor Ani! Aunt Peggy’s cat is no fun AT ALL either. She runs and hides every time we visit. I hope your boy comes to his senses and starts paying more attention where it’s due – where it’s wanted – and where it’s appreciated! (and we all know where that is, don’t we?)

    Mom says that’s the way with boys — they always want the critters most who ignore them most (some instinct to chase, or something). Two legs! Can’t understand ’em, can’t live without ’em.

    Mom says to tell your Mom she hopes her voice comes back soon. (That squeaking sounds awful! I hope it doesn’t hurt.)
    Woof! Tink

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  3. They’re both so cute. 🙂

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  4. I empathize with you Ani. I’m allergic, so I have an excuse not to have one, but it seems that everyone on the internet finds them adorable. We had an outdoor cat for a long while, and there was no need to bother with a litter box or anything of that sort, so it was tolerable. Dogs rule. Don’t you ever forget that!

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  5. Fun and light hearted. Hope you get your voice back quickly.

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  6. Don’t you worry, Ani, nothing can replace the love of a dog. We humans like to have other animals around sometimes, but a dog is… Well, special. There’s no other word for it. Your boy knows that, I’m sure.

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  7. willowdot21 says:

    Dear Ani I am sorry that you feel so sad about the cat… You will always be loved, and the good two legs that we have have enough love to go around!! All will be well , Love Ruby xxx

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  8. noelleg44 says:

    Give it time Ani. All of us in this household have had to put up with the cats. There’s only one now, so it’s easier, but HE likes to sleep in the middle of my dog bed and his beds are too small for me. The best thing to do is ignore the cat. They don’t go away, but it’s less stressful. Hugs, Angel

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  9. Oh Ani, I am sorry that your Boy is so taken with that ‘spitty kitty!’ They are definitely not as cuddly as we are, but he will soon find that out!
    Please give your human mummy a few get well licks from me too, I am sorry she is not well. Love Roxy xxx 🐾🐾🐾

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  10. Ani hope your Mom stop squeaking. Give her cuddles till she feels better. Your boy has enough love for you and a Kitty

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  11. Poor Ani. It’s time you learn to share. Has the kitty attacked you or taken your toys? You two c.a.n. be friends. Just give it time. I have to admit, the kitty is pretty–not as gorgeous as you, of course. ❤
    I understand about "a nice, handsome retriever or a big, noble setter…" Sigh.. 😛

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  12. Widdershins says:

    Ahh Ani, unfortunately one cannot choose one’s relatives. One just has to make the best of it.
    Hope your person gets over her squeaks and snuffles soon.

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  13. ksbeth says:

    ah, ani. they will have enough room in their hearts for both of you. they are very loving people.

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  14. macjam47 says:

    Poor Ani. Doesn’t he know anything about loyalty! To think he replaced you with a kitty. Yes, of course, a handsome dog would have been perfect. I think you need to have a long talk with him. 🙂 Love and Hugs, Ani.

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  15. Eliza Waters says:

    The high road is a lonely one, Ani. 😉

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  16. dgkaye says:

    I’m with you Ani. ❤

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  17. C.E.Robinson says:

    Ani, dogs do rule! Sorry you didn’t get a doggie playmate! Cats are too snickery and stuck-up! But, she looks kinda cute in the pic! You’ve got to give her that! 🐶

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  18. One of my two-legs is allergic to cats, so if it all gets too much then you can come and live with me, Ani 😀 The cold storage box thing in the kitchen always has cheese in it. However, I’m not sure your two-legs would be happy with you packing your bags and coming to live in Wales. I think she needs looking after and you’re perfect for doing that.
    Lots of tail wags.
    Toby
    xx

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  19. Bun Karyudo says:

    Sorry to hear about that, Ani. You know, some cats are cool, though. When I was a boy, I had one called Pippin. It thought it was a dog and used to go for walks with me around the garden and the field that surrounded our house.

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  20. Let’s hope he does then. 😀
    I’ll get some more tennis balls.
    xx

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  21. adeleulnais says:

    Aw i sympathises with you Ani. When I got took home by my two leggeds they had two cats. One was an old lady and she was okay. The other one. well……a ginger tom called Tommy who loved to tease me so I couldn’t gets my pee done in the garden. But its only me now and I rule the sofa. much paw love, Dante Dog. xxx

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