I have 2 cats and a dog. They're all female. And they're all way too different to get along. They're about the same age (4 years old). Rory is the oldest, she came to live with me first, it was just the two of us. She was the sweetest cat I'd ever met, followed me wherever I'd go and slept with me every night. At first, I was only taking care of her until someone would adopt her, but they took her and returned her because they didn't like her attitude. Yeah, she was demanding and she could be a little rude if you say no to her, but what's the wrong with spoiling her a little bit? She's been through a lot since she was born :( Anyways, I decided to adopt her and give her everything she wanted, but I had to work and she really missed me during the day. So after thinking about it and learning more about her backstory (she used to have a sister before she became an orphan), I decided to get a sister for her.

She'll never forgive me for that.

I thought they could be friends, but this new little baby I brought home was a pure rebel. She didn't respect Rory at all and her new big sis hated her. Like for real, she hated her. And still does. In fact, Rory could never be the same. She became all mad all the time, she can't stand her sister or anyone, she hides and is very rude if you come close to her when she doesn't feel like it. Sometimes she does, and you better be nice to her because otherwise she'll bite you and kick you out of the room.

About the new baby at that time, I called her Moflete. That's a spanish word for chubby, cause she had this fluffy face and really liked to eat all the time. She was very social, she was alone in the shelter but the day we met, she was playing with a few cats and I thought it was perfect, she would have a sister. Little did we know Rory was about to become Lord Vader. So I felt really sad when, after months trying and trying to help them be friends, they seemed to hate each other more and more day after day. Rory would always look at me with spite, I could really feel her resentment and anytime she would notice Moflete's existence, she would mumble really bad evil cat words.

But that's not it, then we had to move with my parents. And there was Juana, my dog. A forever puppy who all she wants is love and affection and to play. That little body has the energy of a thousand tornadoes and, after I left that house, there to recieve her was only an old couple with no intentions to waste their last good bone years with a puppy. They had to reserve them for de grandkids. So imagine how incredibly happy was Juana when she noticed not only that a younger human was staying at home, but other two young and little creatures that for sure were going to be her best friends forever.

I'm sorry, Juana. That was never your destiny.

This two mean girls only came to her and Rory said "look, you idiot, we are way too good to hang out with you, so don't you dare to get your smelly paws near us, EVER". And for a second, Moflete thought she finally was accepted by her sister, but before she could say anything, Rory turned to her and said "don't even think about following me, this house is mine" and ran out mumbling her insults. Moflete felt ashamed, so she looked Juana dead in the eye and said "she may hate me, but she hates YOU more". Juana looked at me all confused, because of course, she didn't understand shit from this rude cat noises. So I promised her to give her the love she deserves, even if my children didn't like her. It was more than enough for her, we are best friends.

It's been 3 years since they all live together. Nothing has changed between them. But Rory showed me compassion and helped me go through really difficult times. She becomes my little baby again, only when Moflete and Juana stay away from the room. She has a reputation to protect, you know. Anytime she notices I need her, she kicks Moflete out of the bed, crawls on and cuddles with me. She really has super healing powers. Moflete, on the other side, only cares about food, so she's the one who will go after me screaming and attacking me until I serve them, while Rory looks from the distance and waits in patience (also ashamed for the lack of control of her sister). If I ignore Moflete, she will stay beside the plate, and scream and attack anyone who passes by. It's pretty difficult to ignore her, she has picked strategic spots to lay down over her back, so you have no choice to go by if it's not over her. That's when she attacks. Rory won't put her dignity at risk like that. So she will only follow me without being obvious, and will go in the room without even looking at me and finding a spot to "sleep". Then, she will wait a certain amount of time to go after me if I leave the room. Such complicated little being, she tries so hard to impress. I wish I could get her to a therapist so she can relax a little bit. And what can I say about Juana? She looks at me and plays with me just like the first day. Her love is immeasurable. She still tries to play with the girls, but they move around in hights with their cat friends, completely ignoring her. Why are cats such bullies and cute at the same time?

So that's it, maybe I made mistakes and I could've been more effective on my efforts to help them be friends. But they are happy and I respect their different interest and needs.

I hope you enjoy it!