Vince and Doggy think they have only two things in common: both are brown, and both are dogs. I know, Doggy looks like a cat, but, hey, nobody’s perfect.
Since they have to live together, they divided the living space in two zones – the floor belongs to Vince, and everything else is Doggy’s. Each one is very protective over his territory – Vince would chase Doggy and, if lucky enough to catch, would lick him into coma. Doggy wouldn’t let Vince to be on the furniture (thank you, Doggy), and would shoo him away.
However, when trapped in a small space, like a car, they would sleep together nose to nose, cuddled up. Sigh.
Vince: “Oh, wow! What a view!!!”

Doggy: “Hey! Get off the sill!“