Size Doesn’t Matter Around Here

I woke up this morning to an epic battle being waged in my livingroom between the forces of light (the dogs) and the forces of dark (the cats). For the record, I do not like waking to the sounds of crashing lamps and vicious snarling.

I walked in just in time to see Piper, the tiny, stunted calico cat, swipe the sensitive nose of Sheba, the pitt bull mix. Sheba ran away crying.

Piper the midget cat – 1

Sheba the pitt bull – -2 (Piper made her cry like a poodle. 😦 )

And as quickly as it had broken out, the conflict was over. Piper groomed herself victoriously, and Sheba huddled in my lap, her ego smarting more than her nose.

 

Also, I’d like you to note the pink sheet over the window on the door. I have that up because the last epic battle that broke out somehow ended up destroying my blinds. In the course of this war, we’ve lost a brand new Samsung Smart tv I’d only had for a week, various articles of clothing,  Bekkie’s television, a standing lamp, my favorite brown purse, a couple of their food dishes, a laundry basket, and my livingroom curtain rod.

I’m animal-ed out around here.

~ Bird