I ask you, have you ever seen a more perfect example of feline beauty?
This is my nephew’s cat Bebo. He is a rescue cat with no papers, and I think he knows that he is beautiful.
In not-unrelated news, I recently discovered this meme, and have been laughing about it ever since:
Ah, the magic of selective breeding. I don’t know Bebo’s lineage, but I am pretty sure that he is the feline equivalent of a mutt, as, I believe, are most of our healthiest dogs. It doesn’t take close examination to realize that we as a species got hold of a timber wolf and twisted him into unimaginable shapes and sizes and states of ill health. Dachshunds have bad backs, pugs can’t breathe, and any self-respecting Chihuahua is just a sneeze away from having his eyeballs jump right out of their sockets.
It should be easy. I could just gallop up to the moral high ground, climb up on my tiny soapbox and denounce all dog breeders as disciples of Dr. Moreau; I could stubbornly refer to all purebred dogs as misshapen monsters, and I could righteously declare that anyone who would buy a dog when they are so many deserving mutts languishing in lockup is an incurable idiot. But then, I see a pure white German shepherd or a retriever with a curly perm, or my friend’s Pomeranian springs into my lap. . .and suddenly everything gets very, very complicated.
Anyway, we can’t easily undo ten thousand years of messing with Mother Nature. I’m pretty sure it would take another ten thousand years of a hands-off breeding policy for teacup poodles to stop trembling, and once one gets a taste for Siamese cats with ears big enough to catch radio signals, it’s hard to go back. When I look at my friend Bebo, however, I think it might be worth our while to try.
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I didn’t understand how anyone could buy a dog from a breeder, until Animal Control refused to allow me to adopt a dog from their shelter- because our outdoor shed and fenced in run for our dogs wasn’t good enough. I am reminded of a meme making fun of a picture of a dog outside with the caption, if you feel cold, so does he, only a picture of a raccoon took the place of the dog.
I think a possum would also go well in this meme.
And also, your story of the shelter reminds me that policies like theirs need to have room for flexibility and discretion!
Yes, bring your coons and possums in the house when the temperature dips below 32F.
Yes!!
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