Scardy Me

My M is telling everyone I'm a scardy cat again. Why does she keep calling me a cat when I'm a dog?

This happened only after an incident sometime last week. I wonder what I did that makes me a cat. What happened was, I was at the dog run when a new dog came. It looked like Rafv, so I went up to take a closer look but he's much bigger than Rafv, and about my age. It turns out he's an Alaskan Malamute.

This is what a Malamute looks like, doesn't he look like Rafv?



Anyway, I think he doesn't like me, because when he came in, I went to sniff at him but he growled at me. I got a little worried so I went to hide behind my M's legs but he was still growling a little. So when he went away a little bit, I decided to find a safe place.

The stone table.

It's the same table that my Big Brother Herbie used to eat his birthday cake on.



I usually can jump up the table in one leap, coz I'm a FLYING Super-Dog, but I don't know why that day I took a few tries before I got up. (M: That's because you were too near to the table, you were almost under the table! How do you expect to jump up from there?)

And to make myself really, really safe, I hid behind my M who was leaning against the table. But I also wanted to see what the Malamute was doing, so I poked my head through my M's arm to take a better look.

Where did he go?


The owner came over to talk to my M and it turns out that her dog was once attacked badly by a husky when still a pup, so now he growls at big dogs. She's trying to socialise him and make him better.

And I think the part about the big dog is true, coz Aunty G said that when Jack and Joey barked and nipped at him when he got too close for comfort, he just grinned and went closer.

But I'm not a big dog, I'm smaller sized than him. Why did I get growled at? And I still don't know why I'm a cat.