3-Year-Old Dog Nurses Stray Kitten [Awwwwww! Alert]

San Francisco Chronicle ^ | 7/9/07 | AP

[SatinDoll]

Yes, I remember that old paddle steamer pimped up as a restaurant. Had a birthday party there once. And never you mind how old I am!

[miliantnutcase]

Last time I stop you from drilling a hole through your head.

[HiTech RedNeck]

They hadn’t been supervising contact between the dog and the kitten? Ooh, that kitty was fortunate.

[HiTech RedNeck]

Beck said[,] "Now, I'm sure the cat obviously had it in mind the dog was (his) mother."

Will the kitten begin to bark? Will it start burying bones? Gotta know....

[Pinkbell]

That is so sweet. I bet that dog and cat will be best friends for the rest of their lives.

[djf]

Living proof that dogs ain't as smart as they look!!

< sarcasm tag >
(don't everybody get their panties in a wad...)

[MHGinTN]

Well, when I found K.C. screeching in the kudzu, I didn't have a serrogate dog to bring him home to ... he wasn't old enough to have been weened and the car in front of me had thrown him from the window into the kudzu parch and sped off, possibly to 'sow' some more kittens. I stopped and got him into my car. When I got him back to my condo and gave him a flea bath and towel dry, he curled up beside my leg on the sofa and began 'nursing' on the tip of his tail. I fed him with an eye dropper for a few days until he learned to lap from a saucer.

Interestingly, he grew up to have a very long tail and continued to suckle on it even in adulthood. The purring was a most soothing sound at night or if I took a nap on the sofa. K.C. stood for kudzu cat. When I built my current house, K.C. took up with a Mockingbird and they could be seen wandeirng the farm fields during the day. ... I lost little K.C. a few years back to a speeding car down on the road by my house; K.C. learned to chase a tennis ball when he was little and I surmise he was chasing a big ol' greenish walnut frshly dropped fromt he tree by the driveway when he was hit. Loved that little cat too much. He lived six years. I expect to see him again, in Heaven someday

Sorry about that downer, folks. I'll get back up on the porch now.

[Erasmus]

I wish I was an Oscar Mayer wienerdog,
A wienerdog is what I'd like to be.
'Cause if I was an Oscar Meyer wienerdog,
Then ev'ryone could take a bite of me.

< };^)

[Verloona Ti]

Hot dogs. Armour hot dogs.
What kind of dogs are Armour hot dogs?
Fat dogs, skinny dogs, dogs that p*$$ on rocks.
Tough dogs, sissy dogs, even dogs with chicken pox*,
Are hot dogs...Armour hot dogs,
The dogs kids love to beat!

(Sung to my pack of standard and miniature dachshunds, pointing at a dog when the line that described him/her was reached in the song. Weiner dogs look so cute when they are trying to puzzle out just what their crazy human is doing to them THIS time.)

*works for dapple dachshunds.

[Verloona Ti]

Awwwww...I just wanted to read a cute dog story. Had no idea it was about the cutest of all dog breeds, a miniature dachshund!

[ariamne]

!!dogs and cats living together!!
Gozer’s on the loose...

[ariamne]

It’s just uncanny how these little varmints can worm their way right into your heart. : }

[al baby]

about a month, the Reuben E. Lee will be gone, its wood and steel recycled, its Victorian chandeliers and oak doors auctioned off, and the museum somewhat richer from the salvage operation.

In recent days, a few folks meandered into the parking lot and simply stared. It was their way of saying goodbye to a vessel whose last incarnation was as the Pride of Newport.

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[Drawsing]

This brings back bad memories of the cats that used to crawl up in our old car to get warm and then got caught in the fan belt when we started it up.

[Not A Snowbird]

Hey Sandy do you remember the ruben e lee in newport ?

Yep, I do. I always meant to have dinner there but never quite got around to it before I moved. Is it still there?

[al baby]

no

about a month, the Reuben E. Lee will be gone, its wood and steel recycled, its Victorian chandeliers and oak doors auctioned off, and the museum somewhat richer from the salvage operation.

In recent days, a few folks meandered into the parking lot and simply stared. It was their way of saying goodbye to a vessel whose last incarnation was as the Pride of Newport.

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[Not A Snowbird]

Oh, wow, that’s too bad. It was a fixture down there.

[al baby]

I ate there with my grand mom in the 70 s

[alarm rider]

Good Dog!!!