Friday, February 1, 2013

Life with Lucy #4

Greetings! It’s been an interesting week around the Fox household as Lucy makes herself at home. She’s doing her best to fit in, and we love her dearly. There are just some things that have to work themselves out. Read on.

Hello, it’s me, Lucy. I don’t know who YOU are. I can’t smell you. There are no butts in my line of sight to sniff. But Mom says you are there, and I trust Mom, so I believe her.

I love my new forever home. I love almost everything about it. Except one thing. It haz cats!! Cats are evil. I’ve tried my best to make friends with both of the cats that live here. The first few days they hid under the bed. That was fine with me. I could smell them but Mom wouldn’t let me get under the bed to meet them.

Then they came out! They were sneaky. Look at this one trying to creepup to me when I’m sleeping next to Mom’s desk. Her name’s Fiona. I brought her my balls to play fetch with me, and all she does is glare at me. When she’s sitting on the kitchen chair and I walk by, she swats at my head with her paw and hisses. She’s very small. Not much bigger than a squirrel. But she’s got a big attitude.
And the other one! His name is Keegan and he’s a big guy for a cat. He hissed and swatted at me when I tried to sniff his butt. I only tried to say hello. It’s not my fault he’s rude and doesn’t sniff in return. He doesn’t run from me like Fiona does. He holds his ground and hisses. Especially in Mom’s lap. We don’t fight over being there, we just try to nudge each other out of the way for space. Mom says we have to share. I think it’s not me that needs the lesson in sharing. It’s those nasty cats.

On a good note though, I had second breakfast today. Dad got up to answer the phone and I ate his sausage and cheese omelet. It was awesome! I even licked the plate clean. It’s going to be a fun day!

Remember, it’s been years since either one of us has had a dog. So it’s the little things the catch us by surprise.

No, she didn’t get yelled at for eating the eggs. It wasn’t her fault because she hadn’t been taught yet not to eat from our plates. The issue hadn’t come up. I was at the stove, and when I turned around there she was standing on the sofa leaning onto the side table, licking the plate to a shine. She looked at me and wagged her tail. Truly, I had to turn away and laugh. How could you not?

Once breakfast was finished however, she did get lessons on not eating from our plates. And she’s fine with it. Have a great weekend everyone!


  1. This is hysterical! We've got the puppy at our house trying to make friends with the two cats that have owned us for the last 4 years...not going well here either!
    Eating the eggs is just too funny. Life with Lucy is going to keep you on your toes.
    Love that you share these little glimpses each week, I look forward to them! :)

    1. Okay, that's too funny. We've had our cats seven years, and their quiet respectable lives are turned upside down by this. And boy are they mad!

      Glad you are enjoying this, and I love it that you have a similar situation. Hope they learn to get along soon. :)

  2. I love these Lucy updates :) Our kitty-girls were 8 when we brought a baby into their very indulged lives. The one has come to see him as a companion, the other however, has warmed up to 'tolerating' him. Still likes to get in an unexpected swat once in a while to show him whose boss, lol.

    1. Cats are something else aren't they? They really do own us. lol. I'm glad one of them at least is being companionable. Your 'baby' is wonderful! What a joy.

  3. That's so cute. I saw a video on FB this morning about a dog barking and growling at a cat...until the cat raced up the stairs and cornered the terrified--whining, yowling, screeching--do on the couch. LOL. Dogs change their attitude. Cats? Notsomuch. So glad Lucy is feeling all better!

    1. Thanks, Piper. She seems to be all better thank goodness. Cats are just, well, cats. Snarly attitudes and all. lol!