Know that old song from THE KING AND I? Getting to know you, getting to know all about you.
The next line is: Getting to like you...getting to hope you like me.
I'm not sure that applies to Sadie and Sullie. They're trying but their natures get the best of them.
Take this morning, out in the yard. Sadie is sitting with me as I work, when Sullie "happens" to wander by. (She is Satan, you know...alert for every opportunity.)
Sadie can't resist. She jumps up, approaches the cat. Sully does the back-rise/tail-snap routine. Sadie freezes. Sully stares. Sadie takes a cautious step. Sully takes a cautious step. They freeze again, study each other.
Sadie takes a sniff. Sully lowers her tail, tilts her head, about to rub against Sadie's chest when...
...the dumb dog pounces. Sully hisses, swings her claws, and Sadie jumps away.
Sully...all seven pounds of cat...chases Sadie...thirty-five pounds of dumb dog...across the yard and down the hill.
Satan-reference aside, there is definitely a spiritual lesson to be learned here. The question is...am I the kitty? Or the dog?
Depends on the day, I suppose.