This is how the cats have reacted to Linus:
No! They're fine! In fact, they have accepted him remarkably well. Pepper, the black-furred middle-aged gentleman, hates dogs as a rule; however, he has gone nose-to-nose with Linus peacefully on several occasions. Brenin, who is just moving out of cat adolescence, is more of a troublemaker. Just when I get Linus settled down, Brenin will come along and bop him on the nose before scooting away. Now how am I supposed to teach the puppy to resist that kind of temptation?!
Fortunately, the spray bottle mostly does the trick.
Get this: Winston-Salem shut down today for an inch of snow that was gone by lunchtime. I'm not kidding. Granted, they were predicting sleet and freezing rain that never materialized... but here's the good part. School cancellations began yesterday--while the sun was still shining. When my Fargo-born classmate heard about this, she threw her hands in the air and shouted, "I effing LOVE this town!!"
Here is Linus, camouflaged in the all-too-brief snow cover:
Have I mentioned how grateful I am for that tennis court? Here I'd always thought tennis was kind of a useless sport, but wow. Thank you, God, for tennis courts, salvation of the apartment-dwelling dog owner.