A million years ago, I told Sarah1 that if our in-laws ever needed a dog sitter again, that Zack and I would take care of that need.  Matt and Sarah1 have two girls (the famous nieces) and zero dogs, and also lack a fenced-in back yard.  Having no children and a fence, I feel that Zack and I are fairly well suited for dog sitting. Plus we have a dog already so, easy peasy, right?  Two dogs is basically the same thing as one dog.

The only thing I didn’t take into account is that we also have a cat.

Our cat, in contrast to our dog, is absolutely not excited about the fact that we are dog sitting.

Poor cat.  We didn’t even warn him.  When we headed out this evening to go see Matt and Sarah1 at their house, we didn’t know that we’d be coming back with Madi the Dog.  I’d forgotten that The In-Laws were headed out for a 2-week vacation this week.  I’d also forgotten to tell Zack that I’d volunteered us for Doggie Duty.  So when we ran into the In-Laws, and they informed us that they were headed out for the vacation, we quickly made plans to pick up Madi on our way back home this evening.  Zack, forgiving me for having forgotten to inform him, was totally fine with this endeavor.

Then we arrived at the house.  We set up Madi in her new bed, introduced her to the backyard.  Scout set a world record for Number of Backflips In A Row Ever Done By A Dog From Sheer Excitement.  She loves having her new friend here with her.  But while they were in the backyard sniffing things out, Cruz came inside the house.  He sauntered, as usual, from the front door to his food bowl.  After appreciatively rubbing my leg a few times, he launched up to his food (on the counter, out of the dog’s reach) and started eating.  The dogs returned to the indoors.  All hell broke loose.  Much hissing and moaning was heard from The Cat Perch.

I grabbed Cruz to try to calm him.  I reassured him.  These dogs are friendly, I said to him! They love you!  He didn’t believe me.  He broke free from my grip, landed on the floor, and was promptly attacked by his former friend, Scout, who was apparently too excited about her new roommate to know her own ass from a hole in the ground.

Looks like Cruz is going to be outside for the rest of the month.  Here’s hoping he’ll forgive us by the time the trees start to grow leaves again. Poor Kitty.