Johnny 1, Smooch 1

It was around 7:00 Tuesday evening. Smooch was outside and I was inside working on a blog post.

Smooch barked to come in, so of course I opened the door, 

completely forgetting that Johnny was inside. 

A whole lot of hissing ensued.

Smooch backed off immediately.

Johnny claimed a safe spot on the windowsill, where he could attack if necessary.

Unwilling to be looked down upon, Smooch claimed a safe spot on her rug just outside the office.

 

Me: No, Smooch, I'm not going to make the cat go outside.

You two have to learn to get along.

 

It's a good thing Smooch can't see around corners.

Johnny: I've got her bed and her favorite toy. Score a point for me.

Smooch eventually reclaimed her territory without incident; 

however, the tension in the office was not conducive to me finishing the blog post, 

so Johnny was sent outside, scoring a point for Smooch with the evening ending in a tie.