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<blockquote data-quote="BadgeBunny" data-source="post: 1523676" data-attributes="member: 1242"><p>I have always had cats AND dogs (and God knows what other critters) all mixed together.</p><p></p><p>When I bought this house my youngest son wanted to adopt a full grown 130 pound Alaskan Malamute named Max. My middle son found a little bitty 6 week old runt of a kitten named Howard. Howard used to stalk Max and when Max would stick his face down to stiff her she would attach herself and he would shake his head until she fell off. Then he would bat at her with a paw (that was bigger than she was!) and she would go skidding across the kitchen floor, hit the wall on the other side of the room, jump up and run back for more. </p><p></p><p>After they finally got tired of that game they would lay down in the floor together, her between his front paws, him licking her until she was COVERED with dog spit. She would then climb up on the back of his neck, lay down on his head between his ears and lick him until they both fell asleep. They were HYSTERICAL to watch!</p><p></p><p>We also had a guinea pig at the time (appropriately named Pig) who was not afraid of anything. He would grunt and squeal and charge at both the dog and the cat if he wanted to go somewhere and they were in his way ... they were both terrified of him ... lol</p><p></p><p>The only pet we had from that particular time period that did not survive "The Great Mingling" as the kids called it was the parakeet. He used to dive bomb Max ... Max HATED bird. I kept telling the kids one of these days he was gonna get Mr. Kennedy. Sure enough ... we were standing in the dining room one afternoon and Mr. Kennedy flew down off the curtain rod straight for Max's head. Max turned ever so slightly and CHOMP ... you didn't see anything except two wings and a tail sticking out of his mouth. I retrieved the bird but he was mortally wounded. So ... without pomp or circumstance I dispatched him. Everytime Max would see a bird in the yard he would chase it off! LOL He would come unglued when the blue jays would dive bomb him! <img src="/images/smilies/rotflmao.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":rotflmao:" title="Rotflmao :rotflmao:" data-shortname=":rotflmao:" /></p><p></p><p>Pig and Howard both lived to a ripe old age here with us. Max got out one day (he LOVED to run around the lake) and didn't come back. I suspect somebody picked him up and took him home. If you had a pick up truck he would go ANYWHERE with you!!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BadgeBunny, post: 1523676, member: 1242"] I have always had cats AND dogs (and God knows what other critters) all mixed together. When I bought this house my youngest son wanted to adopt a full grown 130 pound Alaskan Malamute named Max. My middle son found a little bitty 6 week old runt of a kitten named Howard. Howard used to stalk Max and when Max would stick his face down to stiff her she would attach herself and he would shake his head until she fell off. Then he would bat at her with a paw (that was bigger than she was!) and she would go skidding across the kitchen floor, hit the wall on the other side of the room, jump up and run back for more. After they finally got tired of that game they would lay down in the floor together, her between his front paws, him licking her until she was COVERED with dog spit. She would then climb up on the back of his neck, lay down on his head between his ears and lick him until they both fell asleep. They were HYSTERICAL to watch! We also had a guinea pig at the time (appropriately named Pig) who was not afraid of anything. He would grunt and squeal and charge at both the dog and the cat if he wanted to go somewhere and they were in his way ... they were both terrified of him ... lol The only pet we had from that particular time period that did not survive "The Great Mingling" as the kids called it was the parakeet. He used to dive bomb Max ... Max HATED bird. I kept telling the kids one of these days he was gonna get Mr. Kennedy. Sure enough ... we were standing in the dining room one afternoon and Mr. Kennedy flew down off the curtain rod straight for Max's head. Max turned ever so slightly and CHOMP ... you didn't see anything except two wings and a tail sticking out of his mouth. I retrieved the bird but he was mortally wounded. So ... without pomp or circumstance I dispatched him. Everytime Max would see a bird in the yard he would chase it off! LOL He would come unglued when the blue jays would dive bomb him! :rotflmao: Pig and Howard both lived to a ripe old age here with us. Max got out one day (he LOVED to run around the lake) and didn't come back. I suspect somebody picked him up and took him home. If you had a pick up truck he would go ANYWHERE with you!! [/QUOTE]
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