My poor Bo Bo Girl

Now it doesn't take a rocket scientist reading this blog to work out that I adore my dog and my cat. So we have that one worked out, right?

As for the dog and cat, they tolerate each other. I tell them they are sisters and they need to watch out for each other, and although being a typical Lab (albeit crossed with something), the dog would love to be closer to the cat, she's too friendly for words, but the cat holds herself as higher on the food chain and looks down her nose at the dog at every opportunity. But secretly I know they love each other. Surely they do, right?

Roll back to last night. I was sitting in the loungeroom watching telly and Molly (the dog) was barking, not a normal bark which she rarely does at night, but a strange bark. But I was engrossed in the telly and I kind of said through the open door for her to hush. She did another couple of barks and I could hear her running in the dirt and then that was it, she quietened down. I figured it was the cats next door, possibly on the roof of their garage. They like to walk back and forth teasing Molly. Never of a night though. But why didn't I get up and check? Stupid tv, that's why.

We were about to go to bed last night and realised that Bo (the cat) wasn't in. Usually by this time she's curled up in her bed so hubby went out to check and found her cowering quite scared hiding under his car. Straight away she ran to him. He came in grey faced and sat her down with us. She had blood on her ears. A big scratch running the length of her ear where the fur had parted and you could see blood/skin and the top of her ear was slightly torn. Her collar was off (and still in the daylight today it's nowhere to be seen) and a smaller scratch on her other ear. A quick check of the rest of her showed a torn nail on her paw, but it wasn't torn down to the quick (so hopefully she gave as good as she got).

I guess it was a cat fight, her first since we've had her (about 5 years). I hate to think of anything more sinister, but where is her collar?

And Molly, dear sweet Molly, she was barking to scare off whatever was fighting/chasing Bo. Of that I am sure. Why didn't I get up from the telly?!?!?!?! Grrrrrrr. Shall never ignore one of her barks ever again.

So Bo has stuck very close to home today, not venturing out very much at all, except to sit on the stool next to hubby in the shed.

And as for Molly, I do think she's gotten herself up a rung or two on the food chain as far as Bo is concerned now.