Kitten Food

“Wait. Now keep him away from her.”

“I know.  I have his collar.  He’s seen kittens before.”

“Yeah, but he’s fast.  With big teeth.”

“So’s she.  It’s fine.  See?”

“Slowly, now.  He’s 20 times her size.”

“Look!  He’s licking her!”

“He’s not licking her.  He’s tasting her!”

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01.14.08 / 11am
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  1. Jane 01.14.08 / 3pm

    Ha!

    Just this weekend, I was noticing that my dog sometimes licks things that he doesn’t understand. There was a book sitting on the floor, and he pawed at it, then sniffed it, then walked away for a minute, then walked back and licked it. I guess he feels the need to verify that foreign objects are not food.

  2. Brio 01.14.08 / 6pm

    Now that’s cute. And it might explain why this lifetime cat-less 11-year-old dog was tasting the cat.

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