Well, wasn't I saying in the previous blog entry which was only updated yesterday, how pleased I was to see that Smug and Lily are now getting on better and more tolerant with each other? I think I was happy too soon, last night the two of them nearly had a good bitch fight, and what surprised me was that it was the usually cowardy Smug who started it.
And it was my fault. I was eating an orange while watching TV the other night and found two pairs of longing eyes staring at me and tails wagging like mad, usually I don't give them much junk food and look after my dogs well, but the idea of giving them a piece of vitamin C seemed like a good thing to do, so I peeled them a segment each. Lily gave the piece of orange a good sucking and played with it for a while to work out how to eat this slippery smellie thing, whereas Smug (who has had oranges before) simply turned her nose up and made it clear that she wasn't eating it this time, and just laid disappointedly next to the deserted piece of orange, so I gave it to Lily, who by then had eaten up her piece of orange, and as soon as Smug realised what had been hers was now going in Lily's gob (even though she didn't want it), she went all funny about it, she got up, looked at Lily, then looked at me, she restlessly paced around and jumped up the settie trying to bite me in my hand (seemed playfully, but still hurt), then jumped back down, only to repeat the jumping up and biting before jumping back down again, she did that for about 3 times, then she headed towards Lily, growling in a crouching position (bum up), as if she was picking a fight with Lily.
I was gobsmacked, because, right until that moment, Smug had clearly been wary and a bit frightened of Lily and always kept her distance. That miserable, scaredy face when she was corned by Lily when Lily first came to live with us a month ago, seemed so unfamiliar and distant now. Here she was, trying to declare war and reclaimed her place, the love of her owner (me) and, probably the lost piece of orange. She charged forward, and Lily wasn't having any of it, she stood up and woofed back, with eyes like a a pair of daggers. Shit scared, I knew I had to do something when Smug paced frantically around Lily, trying to work out the best angle to strike, I shouted at Smug, but that only made her even more mad, so, before she got even more worked up, I changed the strategy and clench my fist, pretending to have something in my hand, "O, look, what's this Smug, come with me to the bedroom, I've got something for you....." as I made my way to the bedroom, which was behind where Smug was standing. And the pathetic thing stared at me, her eyes were fixed to my hand as if she was trying to see through it, and rushed into the bedroom right behind me, so I grabbed her and quickly closed the door behind me, and smoothed her to calm her .......
I've since decided to keep dog snacks in every room in the flat.
