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Pastimes : Where the GIT's are going -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: SmoothSail who wrote (184142)	10/3/2009 3:50:03 PM
From: Mac Con Ulaidh	Respond to of 225578

that is beautiful. very funny. and it does happen... we had a dog named Doc who was a big-time fighter. he was so full of himself and always lived up to it. he was a mid-size mutt but had that big chest and small rear of a boxer... and we had a midnight black cat, Sydney. she had kittens and just was really not into them. she let them milk, but other than that, she was a huntress (we finally put a white collar with a bell on her to help the birds and other critters), and not into mothering much. Doc would pick the bitty kittens up by the ruff of their necks with his teeth and trot a circle around the yard with them, one after the other, then set them back down, gentle as could be and pick up the next one.