As Mark works from home, he has also been forced into a new daytime role: pet mediator.
The cats have been pretty pissed about Todd’s arrival… we have seen some hissing and lots of scrambling to get out of his way as he attempts to engage them in play. Jerry seems to have sussed that Todd can’t climb stairs yet, so often retreats to the safety of the staircase to observe from a distance.
Slowly but surely, Jerry has been investigating this new critter who has invaded his domain. Yesterday, when Todd fell asleep on my feet, Jerry climbed onto my lap for a cuddle and a closer inspection. I thought, “wow… progress!”
However, today Mark witnessed the first real interaction. Todd, again eager to play, approached Jerry to smell his face. Jerry reportedly endured this treatment for a few seconds before taking a huge swipe at Todd’s face!
This apparently resulted in much crying and yelping, as Jerry looked on with an air of satisfaction, having put the interloper in his place. As I told Mark, I’m really glad I wasn’t there when it happened as it must have been so upsetting! Is there anything sadder than a crying puppy???
A footnote to this story is that Joey, our gentle giant (see banner at top of the blog… she’s a lovely gal) has pretty much avoided Todd altogether. My prediction was that she would be less freaked out than Jerry but it just goes to show, you can never predict cats’ behaviour.
We’ll just have to continue trying to win back their love with food.
Apologies to anyone who thinks posts about pet behaviour are lame. I find it totally fascinating and Mark and I are probably more guilty of anthropomorphism than anyone else we know!