I figured it out! All this time I thought Momma’s Little Thing was an ugly, hairless, smelly, drooling cat. But, I was wrong. He’s not a cat at all.
Over the past month or so, I’ve been watching Momma and Boy-Dadda interact with him. It’s very interesting. They place him on the floor, sometimes on his tummy but mostly on his back. When he’s on his tummy they’re always saying, “Roll over. Roll over on to your back.” Sometimes he does. Sometimes after he does, he gets a bottle.
Sometimes, when he’s on his back, he’ll grab his knees and turn on his side. I’ve observed both Momma and Boy-Dadda encourage him to roll on to his tummy. Sometimes, they help him. So far, he’s never done this on his own.
During our drive to Atlanta, I had a lot of time on my hands, while I was locked in my kitty carrier. I got to thinking about all of my recent observations. That’s when it happened. It grabbed my attention just like the scent of a puff ball laced with catnip. The Little Thing isn’t an ugly, hairless, drooling cat at all. I was way off. He’s actually an ugly, hairless, drooling DOG!!!
Momma and Boy-Dadda have been trying to train him. That’s why they’re always saying “Roll over! Roll Over!”
I know absolutely nothing about dogs, except that they’re the other white meat and I’m superior to them. But I was curious as to what breed the Little Thing was. So I hopped onto Momma’s pooter and googled “ugly, hairless, drooling dog.” Guess what I found out.
There are numerous ugly dogs out there, none of which quite fit the description of the Little Thing. I’m fairly certain, however, that the Little Thing is a cross between a Chihuahua and a Chinese Crested. Somehow, just knowing that the Little Thing isn’t the same species as me, makes me feel so much better.