Its raining cats and dogs

Well in my house it would hardly be raining men, I know bad pun, put it down to not enough coffee yet. But this is entirely based on a question asked to a celebrity yesterday "Do you prefer cats or dogs?" It was his answer that raised the eyebrows he said he like both but then asked if that is allowed. As I have I said in many blogs I an owner of both and sometimes that's a juggling act, because of jealousy between the species.

Take the overnight situation, up to a couple of weeks ago the dogs were with me in my room, whilst the cats roamed the house in the knowledge they were canine free. Well come the 1st falling leaf of autumn and boy do things change. Phoenix who hates being mauled decided mums bed is the best place to sleep. Not on in mind down one side with duvet rations. Not so much of a problem as Rodie prefers the arm chair anyway so no big debate there until last night when Rosie found Jaffa was there already and he had brought a friend in the shape of Branston. So she stormed out the room in a classic pout. Only to sneak in 10 mins later and find her way onto my pillow. That was a pleasant surprise for me when I rolled over and came face to face with a terrier. The night didn't improve either, we don't mention the room redesign Phoenix decided to do at 5am, or the fact that hubby had a temp job this morning and woke every one at 6am.

Its now just gone midday and a few of us feel like we hadn't slept much. So as I tried to lie down and rest I found both dogs have had the same idea and beaten me to it. As a rule the animals get on bar the odd day of bad temper or not feeling great. But the classic example of the difference between them is the fact if you pop to the shops the dogs great your return as if you have been gone for hours, its all wagging tails and barks, and the token bear brought to you, with cat they may look up but as whole they are totally unaffected by your return. Their appreciation is shown in more subtle and genteel fashions. A dog loves been informed they are good and constantly seem to need praise, where as a cat knows he is right even when he has just brought down the Christmas tree or ripped the wallpaper off the wall. So it depends on what suits the persons as to whether you are a cat or a dog person. Predominately I have always been a cat person I have had to learn how to be a dog person if that makes sense. I have had to be schooled in how to be a dog person, where as I never had to learn how to be a cat person, it came naturally.

So that is really the answer I guess, a person can in essence be either a cat or dog person, as well as be both. It all comes down to the fact are you prepared to learn new skills. If no difference from learning to be a parent, to which you can't say you parent girls better than boys. Its a case of learning to adapt and understanding the one in front of you. On that happy not I am off to extract the Cheyenne who is swinging of my leather jacket.. its going to be one of  those days.