Now that we know what's going on, we are going write our own hub about whether cats are better pets than dogs. We can't believe all the cruel things Blackie and Callie said about us. Therefore, as Paul Harvey says, here's the rest of the story.

Blackie and Callie are just jealous! Except in our own defense, we would never write a hub like that. It was spiteful and mean-spirited. It just goes to show you how cats think.

Yes, it is true. Katie does frequently wake the cats up. However, what do they expect? I've seen those cats sleep over half their day away. Do you want to know a fact? Only the opossum and bat sleep longer than cats. Obviously, they haven't heard the quote by Homer, "Even where sleep is concerned, too much is a bad thing."

If you're sleeping all the time, how can you get anything done? This is part of the problem around here. Callie and Blackie think they don't have to do anything but eat and sleep. They think all they have to do to earn their keep is lie on Mom's lap and allow her to pet them. Have you ever heard of anything so crazy? At least, Katie and I contribute to the household. Day and night, we guard their house and protect everyone from the hidden dangers lurking outside.

Unbelievably, they can't even a kill a mouse. When they see a mouse, they chase it all around the house. When they finally catch it, do you think they could kill it? Nooooo. They drop it on the floor and bat it all around the room while Mom is screaming, "Kill it! Kill it! In the end, I have to go break its neck so Mom will settle down. You tell me what kind of heartless animal would maim another animal and let it suffer? Enough said. On to another subject.

Yes, it's true. A skunk sprayed me twice, but I was only trying to protect Mom from being sprayed too. How dare they make seem stupid! Moreover, no, I don't like baths, but how about them? They act even worse when it comes time for their baths. Not only do they fight and splash water all about, but they hurt mom too. I've seen her arms covered with scratches from their antics. Katie and I would never do that!

The litter box. This is one concept I don't understand at all! We have to go outside, yet the cats have a litter box inside the house. And talk about stink, what do they think it smells like?

Chewing. No, I'm not going to deny it. I did chew up many things, but I was teething. My gums hurt so much! I still remember how painful it was. Even human babies get teething rings filled with ice. Maybe if Mom had bought me a teething ring, I wouldn't have chewed up all those things either.

Eating. I can't believe they called us pigs! I guess Callie hasn't taken a look at herself lately in the mirror. Even Mom jokingly calls her Fatty Patty or Hefty Hannah. Not to be mean, but her backside is so wide, she's not even graceful anymore. When she tries to jump on something, she misses half the time. When she does make her landing, if there's anything on the table or end tables, she knocks it off.

Blackie is not any better. No, he's not fat like Callie, but you should see him if his food bowl starts to get empty. Acting like a lunatic, he races throughout the house, jumping on and off the furniture, until someone fills the bowl up to the top. It doesn't even matter if it's 4 AM. On the rare occasion it's empty, he scratches in his bowl as if he's digging a hole in the ground.

Well, I'm not going to be spiteful like those rascally cats. I could go on all day about their jealousy, their inability to share, their inability to get along with others, and so forth. However, dogs aren't like that. They know how to live and let live. They know how to work for the common good of all. You humans are smart. You tell me. Which makes the better pet?

Sincerely

Nickie and Katie