It’s no myth that cats and dogs often mix like oil and water. Cats and dogs have long been toted as mortal enemies. However, we know a lot of “cat friends” who not only tolerate their dog siblings, but actually seem to really enjoy their company and dare we say, companionship. Yes, it can be done, without anyone getting hurt or going into hiding for weeks.
Step 1: Go find your cat that ran under your bed when he saw or heard you come home with a puppy.
Step 2: Find a family member or friend to help you.
Step 3: Sit on the floor facing each other at least 4 feet apart; one holding the cat and the other holding the puppy. It’s important for your cat to see, smell, and hear the puppy and realize that he/she is not going to be eaten or torn apart by this squirrel sized addition to your family.
Step 4: Once your cat realizes he will not be harmed, he will stop trying to run for cover and he will sit very still with his full attention on the puppy. Once he/she is thinking and not panicking, whoever is holding the puppy should let the puppy investigate the cat.
Step 5: Do not release the cat! Make him/her face the puppy and deal with being investigated. Nine times out of ten, your cat will give the pup a swat and the pup will yip and jump back and, in doing so, will give your cat what he/she needs to mentally survive accepting a puppy into your home. Your cat needs to know he /she has “power” and does not need to be afraid of the pup. You may have to repeat this process once a day for a few days, but it usually works on the first try.
This month’s tip is a frequently asked question by many of our clients who want their cat and new puppy to have a good start and become friends for life. This method is tried and true for us and we hope it works for you.
Remember: Responsible dog ownership is a process of learning all you can to make life better for you and your wonderful companion. We hope this month’s tip is informative and helpful.
Enjoy your furry friends!
P.S. Below is a “funny” for you to enjoy!
A Dog’s Diary:
6:00am – At last! I go pee! My favorite thing!
8:00am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30am- Got rubbed and petted!
12:00pm- Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
5:00pm – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
6:00pm – They’re home! My favorite thing!
7:00pm – Played ball with them!
8:00pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people!
11:00pm- Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
A Cat’s Diary:
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped it at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. There was some talk of the power of “allergies”. I must learn of this and use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in assassinating one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced the other inmates here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe…
Enjoy your furry friends!