Toby was definitely unsure of this new creature. It was so funny to watch him figure it out. His favorite maneuver was the classic bark-at-the-cat-and-then-run-behind-Mom-or-Dad.
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Oh my gosh, my dog FLIPS her lid over cats. If she ever got off leash around one, I seriously don't want to think about what would happen (probably nothing but I'm not about to find that out). Take my advice...train your pup! We basically didn't train Nina at all and it's obvious. Whoops.
Fun stuff! Those ol' kitties have very sharp claws. Hope Toby doesn't discover that the hard way--"brave" hunter that he is!
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