Now, this kitten – flopsy ears and all – was featured in the Los Angeles Times last week. Do you think it doesn't already have a line of fosters waiting for the paw or meep of approval to be laid on them?
I can't keep animals. The owners of my apartment would have me tossed out, like a bin of spoiled greens. But as with other things, if I can't give affection I can surely give $$$ (or $$ or $).
Now, I know I'm preaching (and hoping I'm not lecturing) to the choir on this particular topic, but I just thought I'd take a moment to remind everyone that trains full of orphaned animals arrive at shelters around the world, and the tracks seem to go on forever.
A traditional folk song, 'The Poor Orphan Child', ends with:
"Bless every hand that leaves them aid and bless the orphan home"