This morning I am going to have to agree with Miss Layla that cats should be out-lawed. It should be against the law to own a cat. This motion for a new law is probably too volatile for broad acceptance, so maybe it can be a county by county law. Even that would probably cause riots in the street, so perhaps I can make it a neighborhood rule. I'm not the Queen of the Court, but since most who live here are dog owners, we could probably get somewhere with this!
We have successfully trained Layla not to bark at the cats out the window, but now we are left with a very annoying whine. Her attitude, the one I am starting to fall in line with, is that no cats should be allowed anywhere within her range of sight. The cat that caused this video's whine was FIVE houses away and not even in our court! In her judgment the cat was on private property in her jurisdiction simply because it came within her eyesight.
In other words...If she can see you, you must be terminated!
I don't know what would happen if I let her out. I am pretty sure that any face to face cat confrontation would end with her as the loser. The cat would either sprint away and out of reach or if cornered it would scratch her offended eyes out.
She is a lot of bark (or whine) and no bite. At least that's what happened the one time she cornered a chicken in our backyard. Our next door neighbor was babysitting (chicken-sitting? Do not try to say that fast, 10 times.) the chicken for their mother-in-law. That was the explanation they gave when I had to knock on their door and tell them their chicken was in our yard. By that time, I had caught Layla and put her in her crate. She'd chased that poor frantic chicken all over our yard and then when she had it cornered, she just stared and barked at it. I am surprised that we did not have to preform chicken- CPR!
I personally do not mind cats at all. We had a cat for many years, who actually owned us if I were to be honest about the relationship. He did not greet us with unbridled love when we came home at night. He did not cuddle in our lap while we watched TV. Instead he invited all the neighbor cats to come poop in our planters and brought us dead mice every once in a while. Tony (original name huh?) would allow us to pet him for an un-pre-detirmined amount of time. You never knew when the purring would end and the violent scratching would begin. But I do know that there are plenty of lovely and sweet cats around, so don't come graffiti my house ok?
The truth is that there are cat-people and dog-people. I am a dog-person and Layla is a dog-dog. She is not a cat-dog, because that would just be weird. Maybe I will use her video when I make my presentation at the next city council meeting, if I play it long enough they will vote to outlaw cats just to save their ears.Pin It