The Newest Member

     There seems to be some kind of phenomenon taking place on the planet.  The four legged creatures of Earth are getting along. Not only with each other, but with species outside of their specific realm.

     Tapping the keyboard to Youtube.com and putting 'different animals getting along' in the search bar, will bring up a plethora of videos providing proof that something odd is going on.  

     There are videos of birds and cats playing, lions and dogs in a unique friendship, a deer and the family dog romping in the backyard.  The list goes on and on.  

     Maybe this has always happened.  Maybe, since we live in an age where everything can be videoed and recorded for the annals of history, this homogenization of different animals just seems new to us.  But I'm not so sure.

     I feel like there is some kind of cosmic shift going on because recently this very phenomenon has taken place under my own roof.
Not only with different species of four legged animals, but even involving the male counterpart of the two humans who live here.

     This household has a new member.....a dog.  This isn't just any dog, this is Runtly, a 10 week old Jack Russel Terrier.  He came by his name honestly as he was the runt of the litter, but he is the only one who does not know he is small.  At just a little over three pounds, he is a bundle of perpetual gnawing, chewing, peeing, pooping, bouncing energy.  

     Tigger, the young cat, makes about four of Runtly.  That fact did not deter this tiny K-9 from trying to play.  After all, the cat moved all by itself, much more fun than the stuffingless fox with the squeaker in its tail.  It only took a couple of days before the two finally made contact with each other.  Now, they are inseparable.
I must admit though, the old cat took one look at the dog, turned to me with a look that said, "You've GOT to be kidding me." and waltzed off to the garage in disgust.

     Runtly is supposed to be my dog, but here is where it starts to get weird.  This little bundle of joy has stolen the heart of my husband.  The man who does not particularly like animals of any kind.  Runtly greets him in the morning like a long lost friend.  If there is time before leaving for work, Runtly gets a little lap time. The other morning, this man, who does not particularly like animals of any kind, seriously,  was even laughing out loud at the shenanigans this little pup can pull.  I had to glance out the window, to see if the sky was falling.

     Perhaps the animal kingdom is trying to show us that it is possible to get along with each other, even though we may be different in looks or beliefs.  But, then again, it's really hard not to love this face.