Friends of mine vacationed in California recently. I was enlisted in watching after their house and pets. I have done this before, but there is always something different each time. This time around, there is one less kitty in the house. They lost a kitty to old age earlier this year.
This is the second time I have watched after the newest dog. Last time, she had only been a member of the household for about a week. We did not get along well. I had a hard time believing that she was friendly toward anyone, despite my friends’ claims to the contrary, until I saw firsthand how much she adores their son. She hid behind the couch in the living room most of the first time. She started out the same way this time around, but somewhat warmed up to me after a day or so. However, I soon discovered a new problem.
There are three dogs in the family now. Before, I could just let the dogs outside and let them run around as they pleased, with an occasional check to make sure one did not get out and run around to the front door. Now, it is a little more complicated. The two female dogs prefer that I walk down the stairs to the yard with them, or they will not go. I would guess the new dog started this behavior and the other adopted it.
Another problem with just letting the dogs charge outside is the remaining kitty. I have no idea what he got in a fight with, but it resulted in stitches in several places and an order of indoor confinement. He does not care much for that order, though he only got out once. I think my going out and chasing him down led to his decision to behave the rest of the time I stayed there. I do imagine a small rat who has been visiting one of the bird feeders will not be around much longer once this kitty is allowed back outside, though.
All in all, it was a good visit, but I am glad to be back home with my kitties. They missed me terribly and insist on being next to me. It is good to be loved. Hee.