|That's Kaptain Kitty to you!|
However, this Christmas we got our youngest daughter a cat from the local shelter. They were having a kitty special so for $20 we got a spayed, vaccinated, microchipped gift of joy.
She was a quiet, unassuming little black kitty that was an easy keeper...or so we though.
She rode one dog around the house like a cowboy on a bucking bronco. Afterwards, poor Athena would huddle under the computer desk to avoid further humiliation.
Kitty also paid no mind to our other dog's previous dominance at drinking time. She just pulled herself right on up to the waterbowl, bewildering a speechless Dan-Yell...not to mention that no animal was safe from her aerial assaults.
Kitty also never did the normal "cat thing" of running away from the dogs. They tried their best to rid her, but she just stood fast, waiting for the right time.
Then came her takeover...She gathered her troops and began to organize. She unzipped my mobile yarn bag and deftly extracted my latest sock knitting project. With a flip of her paw, she gifted my entire ball Zauberball sock yarn to the dogs. I found Athena looking innocent with the spaghetti pile of yarn wrapped around her rabies tag.
Later that day, the feline commander leapt atop the kitchen trash can, tossing bacon coated waxed paper to her now eager minions.
Obviously, her confidence, like all good leaders, is contagious. Today, those two dogs retrieved my favorite rabbit grooming brush atop my grooming table (which they previously respected as the "forbidden zone") using the scaffolding from our house remodel project. Unless us humans can mount an equally effective counter campaign, takeover is eminent.
I can't say for certain who did it, but while away from my computer, I mysteriously left a post on Facebook that read "==========-9989".