Our pet Lily, was a pretty smart and sentimental lady with a beautiful bush tail. It looked like a squirrel tail. When she walking it looked like a lady sweeping and dusting.
She and Snow, my cat, were very good friends. When Lily was a puppy they slept together in the basket. Both of them could walked freely in and out the square hole that father cut for the Snow at the bottom of the door.
Lily grew so fast. Not long, only her head could squeeze through the hole. At daytime, Lily had no problem to do in and out the house. But after the door closed at night, Lily can only stick her head in the hole and whining. We have to open the door to let her in. As soon as the door opened, she would rush in and jump right into the basket where she always sleep with Snow. Her size was a little too big for the little basket. My father and my two brothers build a dog house for her in the yard. But unexpected things happened. the very next morning, we found Snow was not in his basket. he was in the dog house. Ever since the dog house become “Dog and Cat House”!
One day, Snow left us to look for his new life and never came back. At the beginning. Lily was wondering all around the house to look for her buddy. She snuffed almost every single inch in and out of our home until there was not even a shadow of Snow could be found. Whenever we mention Snow, Lily would jump up looking around for Snow. she would walk back slowly, sat down with her head laid on her front legs.
You can tell how smart Lily was. isn’t it? But she was not a smart mother!
Everybody was so happy that Lily had her very first baby puppy. The baby puppy was so tiny! I guess Lily took it as the same size as Snow. She used to put her head on Snow while sleep. One day my mother heard some weak squeaking came out from Lily’s house. She thought that was a mouse went into the doghouse until she found Lilly lade her head on top of that poor tiny creature. Quickly my mother pulled the poor kitty out from Lily head. Unfortunately, when the same thing happened again no body was around.
Lily was very sad. She couldn’t understand why my father took her baby away and never gave back to her. She lost her appetite!
One day my baby brother found her a new born alley kitten. Lilly adopted it right away. She washed the new baby all over with her tongue and milked the hungry kitty. The picture was taken by my friend while they were visiting us one day. They thought the mother dog milking a baby kitten was such a sight they’ve never seen it before!
We noticed something different in Kitty as he was growing up. He could climbing up the tree but did know how to get down! Oftentimes we found him crying and trembling on the treetop, walk back and forth on the branch. Lily barking at him under the tree until my baby brother climb up and get him down! One day, Kitty was crying on the roof of our house! the tilt room was not like the tree branch. Kitty could not walk back and forth, his hair all sticking out, he rolled up as a ball, cried the cry I had never heard before. The mother was barking and jumping!
The roof top was too high to reach. My baby brother had to run to the neighbor to borrow a ladder to get him down.
My mother said it was because Kitty had a dog mother, she couldn’t teacher Kitty as a cat did.