The deadliest battle. Not between dogs and cats themselves exactly (I doubt either give a crap about what humanoids think), but between dog lovers and cat lovers. Yes, the argument is old but the arguments are strong, nasty and vicious. Now I have owned both, I give my account on which makes the superior pet.
We’ve had Vicente for a year and, I must admit, it’s been an adventure I never thought I’d have. Before Chente, I’d never been a great fan of dogs. In fact, I pretty much detested them. More so, dog owners, especially the abusive or irresponsible sort, which kind of goes without saying.
Cats have always been my thing. Huey and Oscar were wonderful members of the family, but very much archetype cats. Their arrogance, aloofness and mystique; I found their behaviours hilarious, and still do, especially when they misjudge a jump or do something arsehole’ish to another cat or their owner. I also like their independence and wild nature, especially when they’re hunting; it’s fascinating to watch; so cunning. I feel cats are very unfairly misjudged in Honduras, but I think due to the superstitious nature of Hondurans (especially housewives), who tend to associate them with witch craft and being unhygienic, often forgetting that cats are very adept at ridding the house of undesirables i.e rats, cockroaches, scorpions and often snakes, and they do it far more effectively than dogs, as far as I can tell. However, I do enjoy play fighting with a dog. In most cases, the dog ends up licking you with love, whereas the cat will scratch your eyes out or walk away thinking your an idiot. Also, throw a ball for a cat, it will give you the middle finger. Throw one for a retriever type dog, and it will love you forever.
It’s true, you will never get as much love or companionship from a pet than a dog. They are so loyal, almost on a stupid level, with many breeds, especially street dogs, boxers, German Shepherds and Rottweilers, willing to protect their owners, sometimes even putting themselves in danger. A cat, on the other hand, will question why the owner got him/herself into that mess in the first place. Both qualities I appreciate.
However, while cats are accused of being antisocial, this for me is a huge plus. Yes, they play on their terms, but you don’t have to walk it or it’s nowhere as destructive as a dog when it’s bored, meaning you can have a rest and not worry it’s chewing the sofa or cushions or whatever. Also the noise. Oh the noise. None of this barking and scandal. Cats are serene and chilled, whereas dogs will bark ’til all hours. Cats are also cleaner, which for me is a definite plus. Very rarely did we have to shower our cats. Chente needs a bath every week. Felines are also equipped with antiseptic in their saliva which enables them to clean themselves and cure themselves of injuries. Dogs howl until you tend to them. Also, cats crap in private and clean it up; dogs crap everywhere, almost shamelessly. I prefer the cat in the hygiene stakes.
In terms of emotion though, I have to call it a draw. Dog lovers will be calling me loopy for this. Ofourse, I love coming home to see Vicente, so happy to see me after a long day, especially a bad day. There looks to be a smile on their face and a skip in their jump. Don’t discount the feline, though. They too will make you feel wanted on a cold day. They show their affection in a more refined way, for sure. And while it is easy to tell the mood of a dog, I do enjoy the mystery of what a cat is thinking when it is staring at you. It looks judgemental. It probably is. But you don’t know. It’s hilarious. Ask me this dog lovers, if cats are so void of emotion, why do millions of lonely single women seek affection from cats rather than canines (or men for that matter)? Don’t dis the cat.
I used to think that cats were far more intelligent, but now I begin to wonder. I know it depends on the race of the dog, for example, pugs and French poodles don’t really compare to the smartness of German Shepherds and retriever type breeds, nor cats for that matter. However, having a street dog, I have seen how fast Vicente works out routines, how things work, and how to manipulate (almost on a cat’s level). A neighbour noted it in Vicente recently, how quickly he learned how to use the flap in her door, whereas her own dog took four months of constant training before he learned what it was. She also noted how clever Vicente was a provoking play fights, nipping her dog’s tail and then sprinting off. In the intelligence stakes, although not with all dog breeds, I have to give this one to the canines.
In conclusion, I’ve no idea which creature makes the better pet. It depends on what qualities you prefer and what lifestyle you lead. You should have known that before reading this blog post, you muppet.
Joking aside, I don’t have a cat anymore, which I miss. But Vicente more than makes up for that. Although he is chewing my sock right now, so I’m going to put on end to this post now.