In case you didn’t know, cats have apparently taken over the world and we were a willing participant. Case in point, meet Charlie.
Charlie came to our household a stressed out rescue cat with very few manners and even fewer communication skills. He had a dislike of people, dogs and everything, except for his food, in that order. Once he got over the shock of moving to our home, he quickly went about training my mother by biting her to get her attention, quickly earning the nickname of Fang. We figured out quickly why the shelter never followed up on Charlie, they were just grateful we never came back with him.
When the cat tried to sink his diminuative teeth into me, I would pick him up and corporally cuddle him. Telling him how much I loved him and how if he sank his little sharp teeth into me, I’d give him to the dog. Somehow the cat understood the very real threat. Of course, the dog would only slobber him to death, being a pro-feline canine.
After a six month human/cat/dog training program, we all came to an understanding. The cat rules the roost. The dog loves the cat and will do anything for his acceptance. The dog and cat are best friends and the humans clean, care for and feed both animals.
Who said animals weren’t smarter than humans.