I'm currently confined to one room as we slowly acclimate Rufus to the ways of potty training. The transition of "cat family" to "cat dog family" is going fairly smoothly, but not long after my last post, the peace at my feet was disrupted. I don't know who instigated it or why, but there was barking, and that's enough to send the Beaster packing. It was the smarmy happy way I wrote about them, peaceful and quiet that set it off, I'm sure. I didn't knock on particle board. Oh well. Any tips for living peacefully with both species?