Are cats better pets than dogs? Some people would say yes. Others would say no. Basically, it depends on your lifestyle and needs. Personally, I like both. However, my cats would strongly disagree. For them, whether cats are better pets than dogs is not even a question. This is their story.

One night, Callie and Blackie were peacefully slumbering amidst a tangled wad of blankets. Suddenly out of nowhere, Katie Joy, a Golden Retriever, exuberantly bounded into the bedroom followed by her cohort, Nickie, a German Shepherd - Rotweiller mix. Prancing and dancing with her tail wagging in a frenzy, Katie excitedly put her front paws on the bed. Callie hissed and yowled. "Get out! Get out! Can't you see we're sleeping?" Angrily, she thought to herself, the only good dog is a dog that doesn't live here. Why can't people understand cats are better than dogs? Dogs are nothing but a bunch of trouble!

Scampering down the hall to the living room with one quick leap they both land on the back of the sofa. Callie, a pleasantly plump Calico cat was miffed. Looking over at her brother, in an exasperated tone she said, "I hate that Golden Retriever!"

Without acknowledging her, in his normal aloof manner, he continued licking his midnight black and winter white coat as if he didn't hear her. Even more irritated if that were possible, once more Callie said, "I hate Katie! I hate Golden Retrievers! Are you listening to me, Blackie?"

Pausing, he finally looked at her and said, "I know Callie, but what do you want me to do about it? After all, Nickie isn't any better. Don't you remember what she used to be like when she was a puppy? I haven't forgotten. Can you imagine being sprayed by a skunk not once, but twice, and she still has not learned her lesson? And just yesterday, I saw her barking at another one. When Mom let her in, you could smell the slight scent of a skunk. She was just lucky she wasn't close enough to be hammered again. And remember when she went swimming in the swamp and came back covered in black slime? I don‘t know what she got into, but it sure did stink! If that's not bad enough, look at the big fuss she made when Mom gave her a bath. Fighting with mom. Trying to jump out of the tub. Splashing water everywhere. Mom got more of a bath than Nickie. What the heck did she expect? Did she honestly think Mom was going to let her in the house smelling that way? It's bad enough living with a dog, but I'm not going to put up with them stinking too!"

Wrinkling her nose, Callie said, "Yes, I remember. She is a dumb dog. Do you remember when she used to stick her head in the litter box? It certainly wasn't Tootsie Rolls she was eating. Afterwards, she tries to lick and kiss everyone. How gross! How many times do you think Mom yelled at her for that? I thought she was never going to learn. And now, Katie is doing the same thing. Dogs. What disgusting creatures!"

Nodding his head in agreement, Blackie said, "Remember how she used to chew on everything? She chewed on the leg of the recliner. She chewed Mom's leather boot. She tore up our toy mouse and pulled all the stuffing out. She even made a hole in the bathroom wall. And to think, we get in trouble for scratching the furniture. You tell me what's worse."

Preoccupied, Callie was only half-way listening. "I know, but Katie isn't any better. Look at all those sticks she drags into the yard. I've seen her drag a limb in twice as long as she is. She always has to have something in her mouth. Her toys are all slobbery. And what's with the socks? If she doesn't have a toy in her mouth, she carries around dirty socks and underwear. Can you imagine any cat doing that?"

Piping up, Blackie replied, "You know what I hate? I hate the way both of them are such pigs! Mom has to put our food bowl on the table so they don't eat up our food too. And, how do you like the way they beg? I can't believe Mom falls for it when they place their heads on her lap, looking up at her with those pleading, brown eyes. You would think they were literally starving. Katie digs in the trash and eats whatever she can find. And, look at the way they both scour the woods looking for any dead tidbit they can find. Ick! Why does Mom even waste her money buying them dog treats? I can think of better ways her money could be spent. For instance, I‘d like one of those combination kitty condo-pole perches."

With a dejected look, tears glistened in Callie's eyes of green. "Maybe you're right, Blackie. Nickie isn't any better than Katie is. After all, Nickie introduced Katie to deer bones. Nickie didn't get nicknamed the ‘Rotten Shepherd for nothing." It isn't because she's half Rotweiller and half Shepherd like Mom tells everyone. She actually is rotten! I don't understand it. Weren't we enough for her? Remember when it used to be just you and me here?

Seeing his sister cry tugged at Blackie‘s heart. Tenderly, he nuzzled his sister, trying to comfort her. "It will be okay, Callie. At least, were not the only ones who feel this way. The other day, I was sitting next to Mom while she was on the computer looking at Hub requests. Somebody requested a hub for 10 reasons why cats are better than dogs. I wish we could take matters into our own paws. If I knew how to use the computer, I'd tell the world what nasty, mangy pets dogs are before any more cat's lives are ruined. The request just asked for ten reasons, but I can think of a million reasons!"

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See the sequel to this hub @ http://hubpages.com/hub/Why-Cats-are-Better-Pets-than-Dogs-Part-2

For another interesting hub about cats, see: A Pet's Love @ http://hubpages.com/hub/Theloveofapet