Hissing Sid

[lizwilliams]

Yesterday and most of today, we kept the intervening doors closed (in our house, this means Sid has a living room, dining room and hallway to himself). This evening, however, T let the dogs into the living room. Rather than hiding under the sofa, which he's been doing up until now, Sid remained on it.

Our Rottweiler went into what I can only call a state, of "You said you loved ME but now there's this black THING and you spent ALL DAY with him and now, I'm, I'm, I'm feeling REALLY INSECURE." At which point, she got on T's lap. She's 7 stone. But anyway, one dog and one cat on one not-huge sofa. Sid looked utterly appalled - the kind of expression an elderly colonel might assume when, during a quiet perusal of the Times in his club, he is suddenly interrupted by a really vulgar stripper.

I think she must have been disturbed because normally, she never comes into the living room when the fire is lit. You could see her thinking: FIRE! But...cat. FIRE! But...cat.

However, Sid did not do anything, despite being confronted by a large dog bottom. That's never good. Eventually Tara got down and lay on the floor. Sid Looked: Great Big Eyes (Tm). But he didn't run away. A little later, the Alsatian came in: he's much more clueless than the Rottweiler, ignored Sid, finally noticed there was a cat in the room and stuck his nose at Sid. Firecracker cat! Long arm lashes out, dog gives awful yell, runs around in circles ("Mum! He HIT me!"). Sid looks smug. Dog collapses onto rug, trembling.

Now both dogs are in their baskets (Alsatian still having a crisis) and Sid is on the sofa, purring away and occasionally flexing his feet.

Comments

[jess-ka.livejournal.com]

I guess I'm a sucker, but descriptions of this sort, with tart interlocutionary interpretation from the humans, make me laugh quite hard, and make me happy. So, er, thanks.

[gigica.livejournal.com]

Me too!

[paleologa.livejournal.com]

Sid looked utterly appalled - the kind of expression an elderly colonel might assume when, during a quiet perusal of the Times in his club, he is suddenly interrupted by a really vulgar stripper.

This made me laugh and laugh; I've seen the very look you describe coming from the Senior Siamese when the Junior Siamese goes on one of his wall-bouncing tears through the apartment.

I'm glad Sid is settling in so nicely!

[(Anonymous)]

Also the same expression on OJ's face when Lulu is being especially appalling. Though since his recent bout of schooling her with a heavy hand, er, paw--him having gotten terminally Fed Up with her behavior--the stripper is now wary of the Colonel.

Esther

[quarkwiz.livejournal.com]

Heya! Didn't realized you'd wandered into LJ-land! (It's Arwen.)

Simba gets that look on his face occasionally with the Tabbystorm™ ...mostly with the brothers. But they just want to play, you big ninny!

[juliabk.livejournal.com]

So glad to hear that Sid has the dogs completely under control. The Alsatian will get through his PTSD soon enough. He survived being on fire, I'm sure he'll survive an itty-bitty kitty with all those hidden points on his feet.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Cats are magic. I'm going to bed now. Grinning.

[fjm.livejournal.com]

Oh joy!!!!!

It sounds like the proper hierarchy re cats and dogs is settling neatly into place. Very pleased to hear Sid is as collected as he always appeared.

[altariel.livejournal.com]

Cats would so win in the war with the dogs. And Sid would be one of their generals.

[purpletigron.livejournal.com]

Thank you for inviting us Sid fans to join your party! and for some lovely updates on his progress. Looking forward to pictures, because we're all greedy like that, right? :-)

[greeneyedkzin.livejournal.com]

If anyone walked by my door at 3:31 a.m. and heard me giggling, 911 would be called because the overdressed lady in the apartment with all the pictures had surely gone nuts. They were expecting it.

[lil-shepherd.livejournal.com]

I can just see it!

It's always the bigger dogs, particularly the guarding and herding breeds (don't muck about with sight hounds or terriers) that are ninnies with cats. They'll be okay, particularly when Sid starts to go gadding.

[bibliofile.livejournal.com]

Ninnies with cats, check. I know a Wheaten Terrier who regularly found himself restricted to a corner of his own kitchen whenever two particular cats came to visit.

Another Sid fan, stopping by for the latest news. Good to see that the world is reordering itself around him -- as is only to be expected.