A Man and His Cat

I never dreamed in a thousand years that one of my pets would turn on me. I love them. I feed them. I give them treats.... needless to say, my mutts are spoiled rotten. Well, low and behold, it has happened. Boxer, has taken up with the man, my boyfriend, Rob. I believe it all started when Rob began spending more and more weekends at my house. He started taking over in the "treat" department. Giving Boxer treats and.... catnip (which he LOVES) anytime the let out his little "meow meow". And now, Box almost refuses to drink out of his water bowl. He is too good for that and demands that the bathtub have a continual drip drip drip going. ( I roll my eyes). And.... to my extreme surprise, he brushed him the other day too! I have to laugh because secretly I love it. So now, when Rob gets up to go do anything around the house, he's gotta a little tiger shadow following him around. And this is all from a man that "doesn't like cats".