Paws and Effect: Why Dogs and Cats Will Never Sign a Peace Treaty
Paws and Effect: Why Dogs and Cats Will Never Sign a Peace Treaty If world peace is hard, try living in a house where cats and dogs share the same zip code. Forget diplomats—what you need is a referee with steel-toed slippers. Dogs come charging into life like golden retrievers at a BBQ: “Everyone’s my best friend! I’ll sit on your lap even though I weigh 80 pounds!” Cats, meanwhile, are sipping metaphorical martinis on the windowsill, judging everyone with the cold efficiency of a high school mean girl. Take the couch war. Dogs see it as a communal cuddle zone. Cats see it as their throne. When Fluffy sprawls across the cushions, Rex gets the message loud and clear: This is not a democracy, it’s a monarchy. And you, sir, are a peasant. Then there’s the 3 A.M. hallway chase. The cat tiptoes like a ninja; the dog barrels in like an uncoordinated linebacker. Suddenly, it’s WWE: Whiskers Wrestling Entertainment. Lamps fall, carpets skid, and you’re lying in bed questioning why you d...