The funny thing around my house is how everyone over here is completely used to the fighting between our cat and dog. It's a common procedure for us to mechanically step to the side as a black and white blur shoots past, followed by a noticeably slower gray one. This procedure gets repeated so many times that we barely notice when a rumble like thunder echoes through our house. Sure, we yell at the dog when she starts barking at squirrels, and we even reprimand her with "Bad dog: NO CAT!" every once in a while. However, if there are people over at our house while this tumult ensues, it becomes a focal point for the conversation. They ask us how we handle it. And we shrug and say "It's perfectly normal" with a smile.
