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Last Updated: 12/24/2009

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Gender: Female
Status: Married
Age: 100
Sign: Gemini

City: Camino
State: California
Country: US
Signup Date: 3/18/2007
Thursday, September 17, 2009 
This is a story about my granddog and grandcat.   I had no idea how gifted my grandanimals were until I heard a cute story at lunch today.  The set up:  The kids have had two cats for several years, a brother and sister.  The female cat has a regular name, but they always call her Princess because of her high and mighty attitude.  She looks down her nose at strangers and hides under the bedspread with her brother whenever someone enters their domain.  Two years ago someone brought a Jack Russell Terrier into the office where Kristen works.  tucker.jpgThe little guy was a couple of weeks old, the runt of the litter and missing a kneecap.  She took the puppy home and they named him Tucker.  The two cats hated him on sight.  How dare they bring home this intruder into their world?!  They have treated him with contempt from the moment he arrived. 

In the beginning the kids fed Tucker premiere dog food, but after a while started feeding him whatever they found, not giving it a thought that he really didn’t seem to be eating right, was highly over-stimulated and barked all the time.  This week Kristen picked up the same canned and dried premium dog food as they had fed him in the beginning and filled his bowl.  He nearly attacked the food and licked the bowl clean.  Kristen got to thinking maybe he’d been hungry all the time and that the premium food was probably the answer to his problems. The next evening Stanton mixed the canned food with some of the dried.  Tucker picked every one of the dried pieces out and set them on the floor.  No way was he going to lower himself to eat anything but the good stuff now that they were finally giving him what he demanded.
   
The finale:  Princess was sitting on the table watching Tucker’s antics. cats.jpg She jumped down to where he ate, got in his face and hissed like she was telling him to get off his high horse, turned around, ran her tail across his face and returned to her perch.  Tucker watched her leave and then ate every one of the dried pieces of food.