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My Cat, the Dog

By Dixie Lee Green

I awoke to the rude buzzing of my alarm clock and dreamily I stumbled out of bed, only to find myself accidentally stepping on my cat's huge paws. I guiltily sputtered, "Well, get out of the road. You are the only cat I know who sleeps beside a bed every night."


I trudged into the bathroom, closing the door quietly, as not to wake up the rest of the family. Shortly, I began to hear immense scratching at the door.

"Oh, come on in," I muttered, opening the door to allow our cat to venture in and lay amongst the towels I had dutifully set out. My shower would not be complete without the company of our cat.

I love our cat. It was a growing process for me, though my two children had surrendered their hearts instantly. I had planned for us to have a spayed female, a tricolored, attractive cat. This cat was just a run-of-the-mill black and white cat.

simba sleeping
I'm comfy (not run-of-the-mill!)

"Are you sure you want this cat," I softly sighed, hoping my disappointment would show and they would see things my way.

"Don't you want a cute cat? He's a male, neutered of course, but don't you want a spayed female?"

"We want him, Mom," they had firmly stated.

black and white cat
Comfy here, too

Begrudgingly, I mouthed, "We'll take him," and without much discussion from me, he was named Simba.

It was that first night Simba was with us that I recognized that there was something a tad bit different about him. Simba strode agitatedly up and down our hallway all night long with a meow that sounded comparable to a wolf baying at the moon.

"Oh, my gosh," I complained, "be quiet!"

Twenty minutes later I lay wrapped in blankets on the cold tile floor of the kitchen, beside the cat, who simply did not want to eat alone.

Is this cat for real?

What brought a genuine laughter to my thoughts was the time I spied him sauntering around the house with a pencil in his mouth, extremely pleased with his find. Explaining to him the safety rules, I took the pencil away, lazily throwing it across the room. Simba fetched it and then brought it back to me! I was totally convinced that this cat thought he was a dog.

But, isn't that what we had honestly wanted? We really wanted a dog. But, unfortunately being renters we were not allowed the priviledge of owning a dog and were forced to become contented with getting a cat. Luckily, our cat behaves similiarly to a dog! We are exceptionally blessed.

cat by fishtank

Simba also has an extraordinary aptitude for conversations. He speaks when spoken to and tends to banter back and forth for a few minutes. I am partial to hearing his frustrated remarks as he walks away after being sternly told not to drink water out of the fish tank...

cat drinking from fishtank

...or when I refuse to let him go outside. "You are an indoor cat."

If only I could comprehend his words. What would they be? Would they be bad words?

I love our cat, and despite his quirks, he is a sincere companion to us all.

Wither I goest, so does Simba. He is the perfect "dog."

Dixie writes and lives with her family, including Simba, in Montana.