Sweetest Story of a basset hound, Baxter. He feels displaced by a new batch of kittens that have come to his home. Much to his surprise his feelings change from his feeling left out/abandoned to feelings of protectiveness and endearment towards the kittens. Once the kittens have grown, he returns from a romp and finds them gone. He finds himself mourning the kittens. Only when he finds solace in sleeping in the old box does the Mother Cat come to discover that she too feels "mellon collie" and appreciates that she has still one kitten in Baxter.
I loved this story that proves that "different" people or species doesn't mean at odds or inhabitable with the other. Just because it doesn't have our personal "blood" doesn't mean we can't Love "it" with All our hearts.
I loved this story that proves that "different" people or species doesn't mean at odds or inhabitable with the other. Just because it doesn't have our personal "blood" doesn't mean we can't Love "it" with All our hearts.
