...and has been a while. My neighbor found him newborn in the shrubs the Sunday before the terrorist attacks. I found someone to take him right away. The deal was that I would wean him. She named him Oliver and came to visit him every week. Well, he totally refused to take anything from a dish until 10 wks old! I offered the bottle, he clamped onto it, then put both feet on the bottle and pushed it away. Done! Off to his new home he went.
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11/23/06 at 6:15am