Bosky
Sandy -Kalu-N-Jerry
Bandu N Kail
Bosky posing
Bosky N Tom
Bosky N her favourite Minni
Minni having her fill
Mao posing
Bosky and her foster babies
Boski N Mao Napping
Bosky nursing second generation babies
My Basset Hound Bosky is a cat fanatic; she never ceases to amaze everyone around her. Growing up as a pup she had an immense affinity for cats. She was gifted to my bitter half by a very good family friend, along with her he had also brought a kitten for another of our friends, who at that time was out of station and hence she was given to us. We named her Mao.
Bosky and Mao became the best of friends.
In the course of time Mao had her first litter, five little kittens. These five took to Bosky like a duck to water. Bosky had just come off season, her first but ended up having something like a false pregnancy. To our amazement one fine day we found the little kittens suckling and Bosky grooming the cats, she took care of them as if they were her own pups. Liz my bitter half on seeing this strange phenomenon immediately phoned the vet and explained the predicament her dog was going through. The vet had a hearty laugh and told her not to worry as no harm would befall either the kittens or the bitch, in fact both would gain from it. The kittens had a ball on Boesky’s milk, they became little puff balls and it was hilarious to see her strutting about with the five in procession.
People who passed by the house would inevitably stop to glance at this astonishing spectacle. If a strange dog entered the vicinity Bosky would immediately stand up to defend her babies. In the course of time the other dogs who visited the premises for a free meal all got used to the growing kittens. Bandoo, the bandy-legged Romeo, Kalu the long legged shank, and Sandy the over grown mongrel, all had to bear with Bosky’s foster babies, these kitties treated these dogs like one of their own. They would brush, cuddle up and entice these grown dogs to have a game with them. Friends who dropped in would be thrilled to see these worst of enemies living in peace and harmony.
Bosky once again is going through another phase of false pregnancy as there are no male Bassets in this glorious oasis of ours. This time she is nursing the kitties of the previous batch, I’m sure she must feel more of a cat after nursing two generations of cats. I really wonder what would happen if she was to have her own litter in the future how she would will react. Bosky is the heart throb of all the little children around.
In the course of time Mao had her first litter, five little kittens. These five took to Bosky like a duck to water. Bosky had just come off season, her first but ended up having something like a false pregnancy. To our amazement one fine day we found the little kittens suckling and Bosky grooming the cats, she took care of them as if they were her own pups. Liz my bitter half on seeing this strange phenomenon immediately phoned the vet and explained the predicament her dog was going through. The vet had a hearty laugh and told her not to worry as no harm would befall either the kittens or the bitch, in fact both would gain from it. The kittens had a ball on Boesky’s milk, they became little puff balls and it was hilarious to see her strutting about with the five in procession.
People who passed by the house would inevitably stop to glance at this astonishing spectacle. If a strange dog entered the vicinity Bosky would immediately stand up to defend her babies. In the course of time the other dogs who visited the premises for a free meal all got used to the growing kittens. Bandoo, the bandy-legged Romeo, Kalu the long legged shank, and Sandy the over grown mongrel, all had to bear with Bosky’s foster babies, these kitties treated these dogs like one of their own. They would brush, cuddle up and entice these grown dogs to have a game with them. Friends who dropped in would be thrilled to see these worst of enemies living in peace and harmony.
Bosky once again is going through another phase of false pregnancy as there are no male Bassets in this glorious oasis of ours. This time she is nursing the kitties of the previous batch, I’m sure she must feel more of a cat after nursing two generations of cats. I really wonder what would happen if she was to have her own litter in the future how she would will react. Bosky is the heart throb of all the little children around.
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