Your response, Victor, made me LOL.

Update:  In-laws, aunt and d*gs arrived this evening with the
resulting *immediate* chaos!  We have two dogs of our own and a policy
that the cats are indoor-only and the dogs are forbidden from going
outside together because they take off hunting - sometimes for days.
So ... first thing that happens is that MIL, with the best intentions,
lets both our dogs out at the same time and they, with considerable
glee, immediately take off to go hunting.  [expletive]!  Thereby,
virtually the first words out of mine and Dave's mouths upon the
arrival of the in-laws were "come back you [expletive, expletive,
expletive] dogs".  <sigh>

Dave has excavated the dog crate from the depths of the garage and
visiting dogs can go in there while we're eating so that we can eat
without being distracted.  I've lined it with fleece, so it's warm and
comfortable and plenty big enough for little dogs.  It's a wire crate,
so little dogs can watch us and make sure we don't misbehave.  :^)

All-in-all, an OK start.

Tish

They  both react differently.  Kendra Beagle is delighted to have
playmates that are smaller than her - she's almost always the
littlest. Fox can't figure out if they're food or fun.  They are the
size of food, but act much more like fun.  The smaller of the two
visiting terriers, Katie, is fearless and has told Fox off - reminded
him to mind his manners around *ladies*.  The look on Fox's face was
priceless :^)  

The cats have come out of the safety of our room, particularly Spock
Partycat, and have shown the visitors that they're *not* afraid of
little pups like that.  phew!

Tish