Last night, Debbie and I were in the kitchen getting dinner ready. I got some silverware to set the table, and then, I heard Debbie gasp, “what the heck is Bella doing?!” ( – only she didn’t really say “heck”, given the magnatude of what we both witnessed).

Bella is our chihuahua by the way, not our housekeeper.  I looked over and witnessed something I thought was both a sin against Mother Nature and up to this point, a physical impossibility! Our chihuahua, Bella, had latched onto the backside of our cat, Raja, and she then started to motion her hips like she had a hula hoop, only she didn’t have a hula hoop.

Now to put your mind at ease, Bella has been fixed, so there won’t be any mutants of canine and feline nature roaming the streets of San Elijo. It was both a disturbing and curious thing to witness. I’ve never heard of a dog trying to get it on with a cat, ever. Maybe I should check the bible and make sure it isn’t one of the signs of the apocalypse! Look out for The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and dogs getting it on with cats!!!!

I don’t know whether to call the Dog Whisperer or Guiness Book of World Records.

Do you think they sneak downstairs after we fall asleep and turn on the TV and watch the Spice Channel, (not that I do anything like that of course). I  guess I’ll see if there is a Sexually Confused Chihuahua for Dummies book at our neighborhood Barnes and Noble. Wish me luck. I’m gonna need it!

In all the commotion, I never mentioned how Raja reacted to all of this. When I looked down at her after it happened, she had this look on her face, that if she could talk, I swear she would say “Meow chicka meow meow”!!!

Randy