The furries figured out how to get along. For the most part, our three cats and one dog have established a peaceful coexistence. Daisy hangs out where ever she wants to, but gives extremely wide berth to either of the boys when she crosses their path. Duke, the antisocial cat, is on my lap or racing around the living room jumping in a basket or beating the tar out of a paperbag she has flattened.
Well, I take that back. Duke just jumped on Daisy, who was sleeping on the couch and Daisy growled at Duke, which caused Duke to hiss and the boys came running to Duke’s defense. Now everyone is on high alert.
LG has become Mr. Friendly Cat, which is quite funny. I’m afraid there is a direct correlation to his friendliness and Cucumber moving in with John.
Except for isolated incidents, everyone seems to have adjusted quite well. Thus ends part two in my March Monday post.



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