I can’t remember what I was doing that got Simba and Chester laying together . . . must have been something to do with food.
Checking out the new scratcher
He’s mine, I tell you (notice Simba’s paw)
MINE!
And this is how they came to be almost cuddled up together. Chester was half laying in his bed (which I made, by the way), with his head on my leg. Simba was curled up above me, when he stretched down and started to knead the bed (which was his before Chester came along), and then just curled up.
Now, normally, if I hadn’t been there, I’m sure Chester would have been so excited he would have annoyed Simba into taking a swipe at him. Since I was there (and Chester was tired), I was able to keep him calm and they stayed sleeping that way for quite some time.
You will notice that Gizmo is not in this series . . . Gizmo does not like Chester. They tolerate each other, and I’m sure Chester would be willing to play with Gizmo if he was so inclined (most definitely NOT!).
It’s taken six months, but Gizmo is much more relaxed around Chester now. He’ll flop down when Chester is very close to him, and he’ll stand still (most of the time) when Chester is having zoomies.
Which doesn’t mean that he still doesn’t go up to Chester once in a while and give him a good whack for no reason, because he does.
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January 25th, 2007 at 6:00 am
omg! also, jacques TOO had the very same surgery as chester!!! where are you guys located? i’m in AL, and we saw dr. milton. he’s supposedly one of the top 6 orthopedic surgeons in the nation, and he did a WONDERFUL job. and OMG, i feel your pain when it comes to the recovery phase!!! they made me keep jacques in his crate whenever i was at work, for TWO MONTHS!! and he HATED the e-collar. i am so glad i found your blog! also, i am a future petsmart trainer myself (i just got hired) and have also taken the training classes.
March 19th, 2008 at 12:32 am
Recently, I chucked all that mess and decided that I would get not one but two cats. Not having time, space nor energy for the needs of a dog was no reason to remain without a pet. I went to the humane shelter where I found Scout and Atticus, and I can’t tell you how happy I am that I did. They are house- trained (but I’m well aware that there will be hairballs from time to time, and stinky litter pans to clean regularly); they cuddle with me and with each other; they run and chase each other through the…