I was born in a very crowded house.
Besides my biological dad (soon moved out of there for his bully behavior) and biological mother, I lived there with 3 sisters, 1 aunt, a strange thing that I would later discover was a female dog (bleargh!!) and two female humans.
So, when I moved into my first home with my humans, I was 3 months old and I was used to be the Alpha male of the pack.
That was my first problem with the Dude.
The Dude is my male human. He has a lot of great qualities – for example, he is very warm and it is good to take a nap in his side of the bed. He is very useful, too – he is the one responsible for cleaning up the litter box, and for putting regular food for me. But, when we first met, he was not prepared to accept that I would be the new boss. I think that he was resentful of loosing his kingdom to me, and the fact that I was so young just made the things worse.
He didn’t understand the clear signs, either: I pissed in his side of the bed, in his clothes, in his chair in the office, even in the place that he used to seat in the living room, but he is some kind of slow-to-learning guy, so I had to be radical: I pissed direct on him.
That was something that he couldn’t ignore, and he didn’t.
He took me then to the Evil-Vet and they did something strange in my parts. I lost some of my natural vigor and enthusiasm, but not all. And I learned that the Dude plays dirty so, after this incident, we began a more pacific relationship.
It is going well, for now.
Besides my biological dad (soon moved out of there for his bully behavior) and biological mother, I lived there with 3 sisters, 1 aunt, a strange thing that I would later discover was a female dog (bleargh!!) and two female humans.
So, when I moved into my first home with my humans, I was 3 months old and I was used to be the Alpha male of the pack.
That was my first problem with the Dude.
The Dude is my male human. He has a lot of great qualities – for example, he is very warm and it is good to take a nap in his side of the bed. He is very useful, too – he is the one responsible for cleaning up the litter box, and for putting regular food for me. But, when we first met, he was not prepared to accept that I would be the new boss. I think that he was resentful of loosing his kingdom to me, and the fact that I was so young just made the things worse.
He didn’t understand the clear signs, either: I pissed in his side of the bed, in his clothes, in his chair in the office, even in the place that he used to seat in the living room, but he is some kind of slow-to-learning guy, so I had to be radical: I pissed direct on him.
That was something that he couldn’t ignore, and he didn’t.
He took me then to the Evil-Vet and they did something strange in my parts. I lost some of my natural vigor and enthusiasm, but not all. And I learned that the Dude plays dirty so, after this incident, we began a more pacific relationship.
It is going well, for now.
3 comments:
This Dude... he has a hard head indeed! Never mind! BTW... what do you mean by 'utill now'?
it's a bad english phrase. Mom is correcting it for me.
Oh... I see. Cool!
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