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I've temporarily inherited a pair of small dogs (a Jack Russel and a Pug cross) for two weeks while the owners are on holiday, and begun my introduction to dog ownership.
Cats are better.
A cat when presented with food will eat what it needs, and leave the rest for later. A dog on the other hand scarfs down everything it can see, throws it back up,and then eats it again.
When a cat goes for a walk, it decides where to go, and manages both to go on it's own and get back (probably to have a soupçon more breakfast.
Dogs, on the other hand have to be accompanied, while the walker is laden down with a Scammell Truck's worth of pooh bags.
And dogs can't just walk. Oh no! they have to stop every thirty damn seconds to check FaceBark, update Twigger, ... and the less said about PooTube the better ...
Actually no, let's talk about animals and PooTube. Cats are discrete about it - they dig a hole, do what they have to, bury it, and stroll away. Not so these two: hop along for a few dozen feet squeezing it out so you have to follow round picking up lumps over a distance. And if you miss one, the other dog will assume that it is an hors d'oeuvre ... So now you have a lead, two dogs, and a thin bag of smelly biohazard to cart about. And then the other one visits PooTube.
Why do you have them, folks? Cats are so much nicer.
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When I married my present wife I inherited two teenagers and a cat. The teenagers I could just about deal with, the cat was hell on four legs. Gave it a litter tray which it decided was for other people. Tried to get it to use the garden as toilet, but it refused to go outside. Gave it a scratching pole, but it thought the furniture worked much better. Gave it a bed to sleep on but it preferred my face. Eventually got fed up of clearing up the poo every morning so we rehoused it with the RSPCA, whence it came.
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