Hey, Trev and Andy ~ Boots the Kat back atcha.

You Kitties will be in purty good shape if the Hoomins get a *pup* for you guys to bring up. It'll be a lil' tiny thing that ought ta be reel stoopid when it comes to dealin' with Kats - play your kards rite an you two will be Top Kats in a two against one cirkus. And if it's a mini-doodle, it'll be so small you guys will look like GIANTs when it gets there! Do your best to keep away from the Hoomins the first day - they'll for sure get the Klaw-Klippers out an' try ta chop your knives down ta nuffin so's you can't *spike* the little pup thingy, but you'll always have your toofs to use as *edukational enhancements* to get his attention and teach him who the bosses are inna house.

I've always been the short fork in the drawer at my house though; Shadow was full grown *BIG* when I first moved in, and Cinder and the new SmudgePot were both in the 35-40 pound weight class when they were thrust upon me. Cinder thinks she's a Sumo-wressler and is alla time tacklin' me an ruff-housin' wiff her paws an her mouf, so I've learnt ta fight kinda dirty-like. Here's the trick:

Attack srtait-on towards the head, standin' on your back legs wiff you front arms spread wide an' knives out. The stoopid dawg will pick her head up, exposin' the neck - which is your target. Latch on wiff both arms around the neck, tuck your headbone in tight to the Mutt's neck, an' swing your rear legs under the chest an' tummy. *Chonk* down onna neck or cheek wiff your toofs and start kickin the soft parts unnerneath wiff you hind legs. Works ever time! You're in so close the dummie dawg can't use her mouth on your bod, nor can she paw you off wiff her legs, 'cause them are what's holdin' ya both up! Hang on tight, 'cause she's gonna shake ya like a sack-a-taters, but it's worth the wild ride! If ya start ta loose your grip or get too dizzy, leggo reel quick and jump on sumpin high-up and wait for the fur to settle. Trust me, with your 2:1 odds, you guys will have a blast! I gotta be a liddel more careful now, what with having to deal with both Cinder and her new goon of a 'sistant, the SmudgePot. But he's still a little timid and I can scare him off wiffa big toothy *grin* anna Hiss-Growl. Plus Dad hollers at both of 'em if they start ta tag-team me.

Don't sweat it - you'll both do fine with whatever your Hoomins drag home.

Best o' Luck! /s/ Boots, the Kat



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/s/ Cinder & Smokey
the Rescued & Adopted
FurKids of *Phred*