Not going to work out

Well, Angelica met Shadow last night.  As a result, one of the two etched glasses that belonged to my grandmother is no longer in existence.

G was careless about letting her in and out of the house.  When he let Angelica back in, the cat was right there. I knew his carelessness with her - assuming she was as laid back as Simone - would lead to problems, and it did.

Let me back up.  The meeting between the two dogs resulted in one little loud greeting.  I really believe it was nothing more than Simone telling this young whipper-snapper that she was alpha dog.  After that, Angelica tried her dead level best to ignore Simone!  We weren't too worried.

When she ran headlong into the cat, well that was different.  Of course, the cat was already skittery around the dog.  So he ran.  It was all off then.  We have baby gates up to keep the dog out of the dining room and the living room.  Angelica cleared them with easy.  She ran the cat into the living room and into the wet bar.  That was the end of my glass.  The cat tried to climb the glass shelves.  It could have been really bad.  The dog was about to get on the counter in there.

Then they went across the entry hall and into the dining room.  By that time - G had gotten Angelica away.  When I went in, the cat was on top of the china cabinet.  I had to pluck him down to feed him after the dogs had gone to bed.  I haven't seen him yet this morning.

So - I don't have a new dog.  We are going to try her with Daughter.  They met her last night, and as far as people, it went great.  Now with her adopted female boxer - we don't know.  The drama continues.