We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects. Herman Melville (1819 - 1891)
Monday, August 17, 2009
Our Hero, Pretzel
This morning we took Molly for a spa day at the the local kennel. (Really, it's just a bath and a haircut but we want Molly to feel like it's special.) The owner, Connie, told me the sweetest story. She has two cats who have been boarding since June. Yesterday morning when she arrived at the kennel to start work, she noticed blood all over the cage where the cats were and her first thought was that they'd been fighting. Immediately, she removed one of the cats and it was then that she realized the one remaining was in the process of giving birth. Off to the side, there was something small and dark, a kitten that appeared to be stillborn. Connie took the kitten and proceeded to massage it with a towel. Occasionally, it would gasp and try to breathe, but she could feel that its body was cool. In desperation, she held the little bundle out to her dog, Pretzel, who sniffed and then, started to lick it. After a few seconds, the kitten let out a healthy cry. Connie put him back at the mother's side and he started to nurse with the other three kittens. Pretzel, a pit bull with an enormous heart had saved the day!
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Another amazing story and I will definitely spread the word. Thank you again for an enjoyable read!
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