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.