It's goin' down, now

Today was The Day. The introduction of Dixie the Dog and Lily the Kitty as Cousins. (Remember the other part of the day involved me getting a new sofa, but the bitches at Haverty's damaged it, so they've sent off for another one.)

Lily did much better than I thought she was going to. When we first got back with Dixie and they were feeling each other out, Dixie had the gumption to walk up to an apprehensive Lily and kiss her smack on the face, and Lily lept over her and hissed, but that was the only altercation from Part A of the afternoon. It looked like this:

Lily would then perch on a piece of furniture where she could see Dixie, looking at her, wondering "What is that? What does it do?" That looked like this:

Later in the afternoon, Lily started doing shit like this:
which led to the inevitable strike and yelping of puppy. No blood was shed and she wasn't traumatized. She must've gotten too close, and Lily rared back and popped at her--the animal version of "step the f*** back Bob Jr."

After this, Lily perched in an observation post for the remainder of the afternoon, and Dixie doing her tiny puppy stuff, which looked like this:

The only accident she had was when she took a dump on Aunt Weezie's floor, but Jazzy used to shit all over that house, so no damage was done. We took her outside to tinkle every hour and TWICE when we were playing in the living room, she would waltz over to her piddle pad and relieve herself. And the big stupid human type things would squeal that she was such a good puppy and give her a treat, which I'm sure pissed Lily off because she's been teeteeing and poopooing where she's supposed to for YEARS and all she got was an afternoon with this dumb dog:

I know, right? Ingrate.