Grudge match: Cats vs. Dogs



Someone* once said, “There are two kinds of people in the world – cat people and dog people.”
And I would have to heartily agree.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I love dogs. In fact, I have a wonderful dog named Mona, whom I rarely have to beat.
Just kidding. I don’t beat dogs – just babies.
No, no – kidding again. Fact is, I couldn’t even beat an egg, even if it made fun of my mother. (I hear those eggs can be pretty rotten.)
My point, though, is this: Cats rule.
When I was a younger guy, my friends thought my cat affinity was an odd thing. They seemed to think it was somehow less manly to prefer cats to dogs. I should add that these guys also thought I was girly for taking baths instead of showers – as if a guy is effeminate because he shaves his legs lying down instead of standing up.
But back to cats. Here are the top ten reasons why cats are better than dogs, starting with the most obvious:
- 10.)Litter boxes. Does our cat Lucy lick us in the face at 3 a.m. because she needs to fertilize the lawn? Certainly not. She’s a cat, and cats are smart enough to use a box, which leads to:
- 9.) Dogs are morons. You notice how you always see those cats on TV** that can flush a toilet and take out the trash? I’d like to see a dog do that. But dogs are simple creatures that chase their tails and eat crap.
- 8.) Dogs eat crap.
- 7.) Dogs need constant attention. I actually have a friend who can’t leave town for more than a few hours because of his dogs. You can leave a cat alone for months, as long as you leave the fish bowl within paw’s reach.
- 6.) Dogs die sooner. George Carlin once said – or, at least someone told me George Carlin once said – that pets are little tragedies waiting to happen. That’s especially true with dogs, which live slightly longer than goldfish. Cats (magic ones, anyway) can live to a hundred.
- 5.) Cats won’t maul your baby. When a couple has a baby, they’re not sitting around the house thinking, “Should we get a pitbull?” Lands no! Because we all know that the one thing pitbulls love to eat more than crap is babies.
- 4.) Dog’s smell like dog. If someone can find a way to surgically implant a cat tongue into a dog’s mouth, I’ll give them a million bucks in Monopoly money. Because it seems like two days after I wash Mona, she stinks again. Cats wash themselves, which is not only convenient but also cute to watch.
- 3.) Kittens are the cutest things in the world. No offense to our daughter, of course.
- 2.) Cats chase mice. Dogs chase their tails. (See #9)
- 1.) Dogs bark like maniacs. Your neighbor is not going to complain to you because your cat was meowing too loud. But an incessantly barking dog is sure to draw some complaints, making things forever awkward between you two.
Now Justin’s going to say all this stuff about dogs protecting us, chasing Frisbees and all that gibberish. But I happen to know that he’s in the back pocket of the all-powerful dog lobby.
*Me, actually
** Like Tom from “Tom & Jerry”

“So,” said Danny, “Pat challenged me to a grudge match. Dogs vs. cats. Thing is, I don’t have a dog.”
Well, that’s more or less what he said. Remember, he’s Scottish, so he talks in that Scottish way. Just imagine it’s Christopher Lambert from “Highlander” speaking his lines — it’ll help.
“I’ve got a dog, I can do it,” I said. I sound like I’m from California, because I am.
“Oh really?” he said.
“In fact, I’ve got two dogs!” I sent him a photo of my dogs. This photo:
Danny responded with some horrible, unkind things. But I remained steadfast and determined to defend my favorite domestic animal. I took up the challenge that Danny was too craven to answer! And so it comes to this.
Pat has one dog and one cat. I have two dogs and two cats. That makes me twice as qualified to know what’s what when it comes to the truth about cats and dogs.
And here’s the truth: Dogs are better. I don’t care what Pat said in his entry about the relative virtues of kitties, and all the gross things dogs do, or whatever — he’s wrong. Dogs are terrific.
Here’s the main reason why: Dogs ruv roo! I mean, they love you. They really do! There are other reasons, but that’s the one that matters most.
Don’t get me wrong. I love cats. But the cats, they don’t really care. Oh, they like me, I guess, especially when I pet them, and they let their opinions be known about the current cat-food shortage or the sorry state of their litter boxes.
But how many times have you read about cats saving a family from a fire? I’ll bet the number is zero times. Meanwhile, a dog saved a family from a house fire just the other day. The story doesn’t say anything about a cat, but here’s how I imagine this sort of scene goes down:
Pretty compelling scene, isn’t it? I made that out of clipart — and I work by commission, if you like what you see.
Anyway, dogs are also soft and fun to pet. So are cats, but do dogs have sharp teeth in their feet? No. But cats do. And they like to knead you as you pet them. Ouch!
Cats are independent, which can be nice — they can be left to their own devices for a weekend as long as there’s food and water for them. If you leave a dog like that you’ll probably have a torn-up couch or something when you come back.
But unlike dogs, you can’t really take cats with you wherever you want to go — they’re likely to wander off and explore, or to hide when it’s time to go home.
Dogs can even help you exercise — they need to walk and play often, and they can’t entertain themselves forever. It’s fun, and it gets you moving. Ever try to walk a cat around the block? You can do it, but it’s not as easy or as fun.
I could go on, but I want to give Pat a chance to defend his already shaky position. But once again, in short: Dogs love you. Cats just like you.
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REBUTTAL TIME
RE: Point 1: You should train your dogs to hate the taste of chicken. Or buy a yard stake and some earplugs. Problem solved!
RE: Points 2, 4 and 5: Waaah, waaah! All those complaints apply to children. Are cats better than children, too?
RE: Point 3: The dog on the right has killed more gophers than our cat. The cat has her beat in terms of mice, though.
RE: Point 6: Our dogs go with us whenever we leave the house for a weekend, so they could be 150 pounds of muscle each and still not stop a burglar, and any bandit worth his burglar's tools brings a steak. Besides, as you've pointed out, big dogs jump fences and eat your neighbors' chickens. These girls aren't physically capable of either feat. I WIN.
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My 80lb black lab is superior to any cat. He is always ready to do what I want; cats are too self centered. He's happy at my feet or on my lap (well, half of him). He also does not poo everywhere, just where I tell him to go. Also, he does not jump fences.
He's smart enough to let himself back in the house, close the door, eat his dinner, and be waiting for me in the morning. In case you think he only does what he is told, he can figure out problems as well. He loves being the in-house "fax" machine..."Go find Daddy!" and Daddy gets his note. My dog also knows that with my baby, he must be extra gentle and plays "little".
Cats on the other hand always come to see me...because I'm allergic to them and by coming to me, they'll make me miserable. They are only ever happy to interact on their own terms. Violate that law and you'll end up with punctures in your hand for your efforts. I have enough demanding people to deal with without getting it from my "pet" cat.
Dogs all the way.
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Much as I hate to do it, I have to agree with Pat, too, and I have to admit he did manage to actually make a relatively substantial argument this week, even if it was purely anti-dog instead of actually being pro-cat.
Joe, I also have to commend you for not bringing Sassy into the argument at all, except that I have to use her as an example to refute Justin's argument that cats only like you. My cat Sassy loves me. She loves me so much she beats up anybody else who comes within a five foot radius of her, me, or our room, like Joe, for example.
In fact, I think Sassy is a great reason to like cats better than dogs, because she's smart enough to hate Joe. And, come on, any of you who know Joe should know that a cat who hates him is pretty darn smart. She's even famous because Joe so loves torturing her that he records it and publishes it on YouTube right next to mildly inappropriate videos of his children.
Basically, in the illustrious words of Sassy from Homeward Bound (for whom my cat is NOT named), "cats rule and dogs drool." Chance even said so when Sassy convinced him to, proving once again that cats are better and smarter.
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Cats? Really, you guys?? Ugh.
I don't think Joe's personal experiences should count against dogs. I mean, of course his dogs are jumping fences and running off — if I had to live with Joe, I'd take desperate measures as well. They probably eat his neighbor's chickens and snatch hot dogs off his barbecue grill because it's their only shot at food between beatings. Give the poor mutts a break.
The thing I really don't appreciate about cats is that they are the most vindictive little beasts ever. You don't even have to do anything wrong to earn their wrath; you could just be sitting there on your couch, thinking about how much you love them to pieces, and dollars to doughnuts they're still plotting against you. Which is where the litter box argument falls apart. Sure, cats use litter boxes — when they feel like it. However, irk them ever so slightly, even unintentionally, and as soon as they get a chance, they're peeing on all your most beloved earthly belongings. And they'll never pee on something you don't care about and were planning on throwing out anyway. They'll only pee on important stuff, like your bed, or your collection of Justin Timberlake memorabilia. My friend's old roommate had a cat, and if I slept over there, I'd wake up in the morning to find it perched about a foot from my face, staring at me all sinister-like. Then one day it peed all over my stuff, including INSIDE my overnight bag. Why? Because cats are evil.
And that whole pit bulls killing babies thing? I've never been eaten by a pit bull, and I've been around them since I was 2 years old. Meanwhile, cats kill so many babies that the CDC actually has a whole Web page devoted to them. I think the real danger here is clear. Cats lose.
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Upon speaking with Danny regarding this week's grudge match, I was politely informed (in an all-knowing Scottish accent) that if you have 3 cats or more, you are, in fact, a crazy cat lady. In my defense, 2 of the cats in my household are mine and 1 is my fiance's. In the mornings they are at their food dishes, quietly munching away at the day's meal. They hardly ever bother us with licking, whining, digging or other annoying traits in which other animals might partake.
I say, is it crazy to want to have a purring cat in your lap? Is it crazy to like seeing them perched in the window? Or on top of the cabinets in the kitchen? And is it crazy to stick their purple plush bodies in the microwave to heat up their lavender filled bellies so as to give aid to your throbbing head?

Like I said, my 3 plush kitties are quiet, hardly ever bother us with annoying habits, and love sitting in windows. Crazy? I think not.

jtarica said,
Mon, 04/28/2008 - 6:11pm - login or register to post comments
As much as it pains me to agree with Pat, I have to in this case, but mostly because in this grudge match, he sounds oddly like Chrissy, which was comforting, but in a creepy sort of way, except for Chrissy would argue in favor of dogs, so forget that. (Chrissy's been on vacation for about the last 87 days, so it's been lonely around here without her incisive wit.)
Anyhow, Pat is right, and here are more reasons:
1. In addition to barking and waking me up at all hours of the night, dogs also jump fences, even when they have an entire lush acre of their own yard to explore. After they jump fences, the go and kill the neighbor's chickens. This costs me money, like $60, and that makes me mad. Stupid dogs.
2. Dogs crap all over the place, and unless you want to face-plant in it while diving for ground balls in the yard, you have to go around picking it all up, either with a shovel (gross) or a plastic bag (even grosser).
3. Cats chase gophers. Gophers eat our plants. Go cats!
4. Dogs are dirty. They're always running through the mud and rolling in dirt. This is why we don't allow dogs in the house. Even when it's 17 degrees outside, they can spoon in their doghouse if they need to stay warm.
5. Dogs are pigs, they'll eat anything and they'll get into everything. I can't hardly barbecue with the dogs around because if I turn my back, they're liable to stand on two legs, open the cover, and sling out the hamburger patties to the rest of the pack like a dealer flipping cards in Vegas.
6. Lastly, Justin, seriously ... those are dogs? I think you need to take them back to the dog store and return them for some variety that will grow to a respectable size. If you're going to have a dog, at least it needs to be big enough to bite masked bandits trying to break into your house. I could leave all the doors open and a big sign on the gate saying "come rob us!" without worrying a bit because anyone who tried to get in without prior clearance would think they'd lose their head upon seeing Smiley charge at them with teeth gleaming and thoughts of fresh meat (chickens!) dancing in his head.