Reply #30: our lab's name is fredda katz... [View All]

[dysfunctional press]

because of what happened when i brought her home to meet our 3 cats- it didn't go well.
our red tabby was on the bed, and when i brought her in, our siamese and grey tabby followed us into the bedroom...the red cat hissed and took a swipe, the dog cowered- and when she did, the other 2 cats decided it was time to attack from the rear, and both hissed and jumped on her(it was a little strange to see those two working together, as they normally can't stand each other)...the dog responded by cowering even further, and taking a big shit on the rug. i was able to open the sliding door, and let the cats outside into their courtyard, even though they had to jump over the cowering dog to do so- causing her to wet herself.
henceforth she became known as fredda katz. (i just call her fred)

she's so freaked out by cats that- we have a real-size bobble-head cat statue my mother gave us sitting by a bookshelf, and when i'm playing fetch with fred, and her toy bounces behind the statue, she won't go for it, but just sit and stare at it and whimper...it's actually a great way to end the game earlier than she'd otherwise like.
after 7 months, she still can't bring herself to even look at the cats- if one comes near her, she turns her head and refuses to look in it's direction. but she has no problem eating their food if i forget to pick it up when i go out.