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Getting used to a pooch

Even though it hasn’t been too terribly long since I lost Toby the Puppy to cancer — and I should be familiar with a pooch’s particular behavior– I am finding that those pooch-handling skills had gotten a bit rusty.

I now have Sabol prancing through my North Texas home. I anticipate a smooth transition to a dog-friendly environment for my newest family member. She is 6 years old and needs to shed some weight.

I do have some quite good news to report: the distance between Sabol and our kitties, Marlowe and Macy, is closing. The cats seem increasingly comfortable sharing their home space with Sabol. As for the puppy? Pfffttt! She couldn’t care less what they think or what territory they claim as their own.

Meantime, I am having to get used to tending to a puppy’s needs. That’s never been an issue in all the years my wife and I were exclusively kitty parents.

I’m getting the hang of it.

Two kitties have arrived

MIKRI VIGLA, Greece — On my final day in paradise, I got an unexpected treat in the form of a furry pal.

I’ll call him Two-Tone, who happens to be a kitty who joined Calico in sharing their love with me.

I’ve told you already about Calico, a feral cat who doesn’t act like one. The same can be said of Two-Tone, who showed up on the patio this afternoon to talk loudly to me. I think he was asking if I had a little extra love I could send his way. Sure! So, I did.

I will have to leave them both in the morning. I have my own kitties waiting for me at the house, Actually, they’re my son’s kitties, but Macy and Marlowe know I love them, too.

What they don’t know is that I might have a new puppy to join our family. More on that later. I hope.

Kitties’ roles have switched

I reported to you on May 16 about one of two cats that have moved into my home with my son, who relocated from Amarillo to Princeton.

The kitty to whom I referred was Macy, the female feline who moved in with her brother, Marlowe. I had noted that Macy was coming out of her proverbial shell and that Marlowe remained a work in progress.

I am able to report that Marlowe has acclimated himself fully to life in North Texas.

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Not only that, but my two grandkitties have all but reversed roles. It is Marlowe, a monstrous male who probably outweighs Toby the Puppy — the acknowledged King of Our House — by 10 pounds, who has become the Alpha Kitty.

I must report, though, that Marlowe recently reached beyond his grasp. Toby was eating his dinner one afternoon when Marlowe decided to stick his head into Toby’s bowl — while the Puppy was eating. That was a very bad call! Toby snapped, growled and made noises I had never heard from him as he chased Marlowe away from his chow. Lesson learned.

Marlowe simply will not leave me alone at night. I try to grab a few winks during the night, but Marlowe will have none of it. He licks, nuzzles and gets his face right in front of mine just to make sure I can hear his purring, which I can hear across any room in the house.

My only remedy is to close the bedroom door, which I do when Toby is sleeping with me. If Toby the Puppy decides he prefers his kennel over the bed, well … that’s where he goes.

In Toby’s absence, I get Marlowe.

Don’t get me wrong. I love the kitties. I love having them around. They are sweet and they are lovable.

They’re part of the family.

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