adorable and beautiful, but sheesh!
Ya' know, I became a dog owner later in life, and I
vowed that I would never be one of those loonies who treated the animal like a human baby.
My dog was going to know she was a dog...
Their kennel is in our home in another bedroom. One cooler evening I heard them whimpering. When I got up to investigate, I found them to be cold, even with the mats and towels we had provided them.
I took them to our bed. Just this once.
They have never left.
The little girl plays me like a sap. One evening I was watching a movie and eating a sausage pizza. The two little mutts sat at my feet with sad eyes. I picked up a fork, sliced off two little pieces of sausage, and gave each a little taste.
The I cleaned off the fork by putting it
in my mouth. Now I do it all of the time. In fact, when I get a slice of pizza, I also retrieve a fork. My favorite fork. The one I use for my
personal meals. With smooth, straight tines.
I don't want them to cut their mouths...
My point is this. This jungle cat is no longer a slinking predator, a stalking machine or a fearsome man-eater. It's a pet. It's cute. They cleaned up the chicken and had a laugh. My guess is that the cat not only bathes with them, but also forms itself for a soft pillow for the wife...