You're probably wondering why Thomasina is all puffed up and doing what we call "Halloween Kitty". Well...
My mother brought her little doggy Chica over for a visit on Saturday. I wanted Chica to meet the kitties, because she's really very well-behaved with her own kitty roomate, Mollie and doesn't have any interest in cats that she sees on her walks. And just as predicted, Chica was a very well-behaved and gracious little guest. She didn't bark once.
I had figured that the two cats Chica would meet first would be Dexter and Dee Dee because they are the "official greeters" around here when guests arrive. I was wrong. Interestingly, Thomasina was the first kitty to meet Chica. I thought there would be a lot of hissing and carrying on with Thomasina since she tends to be quite a diva around here. But there wasn't! Thomasina just made herself very big and puffy for the first few minutes. Then her tail went down and her posture relaxed, and she proceeded to follow Chica everywhere!
Then Dexter woke up from his nap and started tailing Chica too. The poor little dog was so small in comparison to even our petite 7 lb. Thomasina, let alone our massive mancat, Dexter! Mom and I followed the little parade around the house so we could rescue Chica if necessary. Chica was so curious about all the new smells to discover that she was pretty much ignoring her followers.
Dexter never hissed either. He didn't even puff up his tail. He was completely fascinated by this little creature that was obviously not of the feline persuasion!
Over the course of the visit, all the kitties ended up meeting Chica except for Lydia (she's too shy for visitors). And there was no hissing or hitting or rudeness of any kind. I'm such a proud kitty Mommy! Dee Dee did end up hissing twice during the visit but those hisses were directed at Gus Gus who was annoying her as usual. Tom Tom didn't like the dog at all and made himself scarce, but the others seemed completely baffled and their curiousity kept them entranced. They couldn't seem to figure out what this little creature was. It looked kinda like a rodent... kinda like a cat... kinda like a squirrel... definitely not a bird... what the heck was this thing????
When Chica had had enough of being stared at by all the giant kitty faces, she jumped up next to Mom and felt safer. The kitties would just watch her and sniff in her general direction. What the heck was this thing, anyway?
Then Dexter came over to me and started to softly "meow" while touching me lightly with his lifted paw as if to say, "Mommy, is this thing staying here? Is it going to live here now? Do I have to like it? Do you still love me?"
I gently assured him by saying, "Chica is just visiting, Dexter," which didn't assuage his feline anxiety.
Then I said what I often say, "Dexter, I loved you first and I love you best."
He was content with that answer and went off to get a snack.
bound journals, tile coasters, keepsake boxes, greeting cards or a variety of other products.