Sunday, September 30, 2007


A week or so ago, some people showed up at Dad's clinic with a half-frozen kitten that they had found on the side of the road in Shell. It was at most a bit over a week old. So now, my parent's have a little black kitten named Shelley.

She wanders around the house in her kitten-y way, attacking and subduing all she encounters, until something else distracts her, a few seconds later. Curtains, yarn, dust motes, ankles and a Chesapeake Bay Retriever ten or twenty times her size (Their other dog, a nervous and high-strung greyhound mix, avoids Shelley entirely)

Kia (the retriever, don't ask, I don't know) has always been fascinated with baby animals, and she lets Shelley attack her paws, tail and sometimes her face. For a while. Eventually she gets up and runs away. If you have never seen an 8 oz kitten chasing an 80 lb dog, you have missed the pinnacle of humor.


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jackal said...

I would have liked to see that.

Qalmlea said...

LOL. That would certainly be a sight. Ever see the cat food commercials where they made it look like a housecat was chasing a zebra? ^/^

phil said...

I think that, by weight, Kia is probably more like 80 times the size of the kitten.

And Gus isn't a greyhound mix, he's a purebred Weimaraner - the German breed once known as "the grey ghost". Dad says they're usually nervous dogs and Gus is better than most he's seen.

John said...
still. Gus and Kia make an interesting contrast of personalities.
10/2/07, 7:45 PM