Fred, da First House Kat, was separated from MomKat at a way-too-early time...
And dearly missed Meowmee and her Milk Bar.
Fred managed to slurp up her milk & krunchies meals -
but had her eye out for a Replacement MomKat...

Enter Casey, my beloved (RB ) German Shepherd -
a spayed-before-anything-ever-happened 2 year old...

Poor Fred often looked a bit bewildered,
but since Casey was the only other Furry Kritter in the house,
Fred decided that Casey *must* be "Mom".
And spent may hours curled up next to Casey -
nursing away on dry nipples!

Casey would endure it for a few minutes;
then gently get up, excuse herself, and go hide somewhere.
Fred would search, find "Mom", and resume nusring.
After the third or fourth relocation - Casey would "return" the Kitten to a human -
by ever-so-gently placing the Kitten's ENTIRE Head in her mouth, and carry it, feet swaying in the breeze, to be dropped at your feet. This method of transport never seemed to phase lil Fred in the least - as if she'd always been carried that way by MomKat!