Hillary Clinton, by contrast has two bat wings, a genetic mutation called pteradactylism.
Posted on 12/11/2011 8:49:52 PM PST by nickcarraway
In a reversal of fortunes, a once-unwanted cat has come to the rescue of an animal shelter in need of a new home.
However, this orange-and-white tabby named Daniel is no typical cat. He has a near-record 26 toes, a phenomenon that is helping the nonprofit Milwaukee Animal Rescue Center raise money to relocate to a new building.
Normal cats have 18 toes, but Daniel has two extra on each foot due to a genetic mutation called polydactylism.
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Cool video. I liked to see how there was a big romp room for the animals and the resident cats.
She had 7 each on her front paws. One was absolutely useless, and not connected to anything. The other ones worked. 6 were plenty.
Her back paws were normal cat issue.
She got pregnant before she dropped her baby canines. So for a while she had 4 mean-looking upper canines, and she had a worse 'tude, being preggers and all.
When she woke me up, sitting on my chest, in labor, short breaths, ears pulled back, fangs (all four, at that time) exposed, my ex suggested that I might want to find her a box and towel and sit with her while she did the baby thing. And the ex got the humans out of the house alive. Scary cat.
Did I say she had a 'tude?
/johnny
Going to auction the cat?
Who was the intrepid tom cat?
How many lives does that make it?
Aww Him’s so cute. I’d take him in a heartbeat.
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Hillary Clinton, by contrast has two bat wings, a genetic mutation called pteradactylism.
He is cute.
He wasn't that far removed from the woods.
The babies were tough little guys, with variable tails, tufts, and toes. One looked perfect, but was as crazy as a s**t-house rat.
Both mom and dad got fixed soon after. We thought they were too young. Obviously, not.
All the babies were either kept or found homes (after clippage)
/johnny
An exception to the rule that the genus needs to be the same before you can get hybrids between different species. The leopard cat is not a Felis, it is a Prionailurus.
All of ‘em yaller cats?
3 were yellow. One (Lefty) had the Maine coon/bobcat look. He also had a bob-tail that was so short that he didn't actually have verts much aft of his hips.
He had extra toes also, and was sickly, and back legs twisted around backwards when he was born.
Vet said to put him down. We asked for therapy. Vet trained us. He lived 4 good years. He finally died on the table during surgery trying to correct his urinary tract issues.
Everything aft of his lungs was pretty screwed up.
Our dear vet knew him from his birth until his death, and called me, herself, to let me know. She was amazed he survived so long.
/johnny
Rudyard Kipling, that stern writer who tried mightily to keep a stiff upper lip but sometimes failed, penned a poem warning of the hazards of giving your heart to a dog to tear. Looks like you gave yours to a cat. RIP to Wild Thing or whatever you called ‘im.
Her a”tude, sounds like my former Maine Coon cat. He had an a”tude +. When he walked into a room, everyone paid attention real quick. Must be a trait of Coon cats.
Nah... Catz is catz. They come, they go, you take care of them as you can, and keep them close in case you need emergency protein.
Dogs can make me cry like a sissy girl, though.
Lefty was a cool little cat. Best scene ever was when he was about 18 months old, managed to get his head through one of those fancy paper sack handles, and ran around the room with the sack chasing him. We finally managed to rescue him from the paper sack monster.
We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent, At compound interest of cent per cent,
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve;
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long -
So why in - Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
Rudyard Kipling.
/johnny
The horribly sick cat that you nursed along clearly clawed its way into your heart to mean much more to you than as eats... c’mon you know better than to try to hide that.
And it would be normal, tough guy :-)
Animals may behave viciously, but they don’t have the kind of soul that is capable of sinning. The serpent in the Garden of Eden being a special case of either possession or form-assumption by Satan, who was a morally responsible angel.
I would adopt him in a heartbeat! What a cutie!
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