Pork Chops
PORK CHOPS
In a zoo in California , a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of triplet tiger
cubs. Unfortunately,due to complications in the pregnancy, the cubs were born prematurely
and due to their tiny size,
they died shortly after birth.
The mother tiger after recovering from the delivery, suddenly started to
decline in health, although physically she was fine. The veterinarians felt
that the loss of her litter had caused
the tigress to fall into a depression. The doctors decided that
if the tigress could surrogate another
mother's cubs, perhaps she would improve.
After checking with many other zoos across the country, the depressing news was
that there were no
tiger cubs of the right age to introduce to the mourning mother. The
veterinarians decided
to try something that had never been tried in a zoo environment. Sometimes a
mother of one species
will take on the care of a different species. The only 'orphans' that could be found quickly,
were a litter of weanling pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the
babies around the mother tiger. Would they become cubs or pork chops??
Take a look...
Now, please tell me one more time .?
Why can't the rest of the world just get along???
[ Entry posted at: Sun Mar 15 13:06:48 2009 | 1 comment(s)... | Cat: Environment ]
Julie writes:
I didnt want to attend the last game at Tiger Stadium. I would have cried the whole game. I grew up in seuwhtost Detroit (Vernor & Central), and used to take the Baker bus to TS all the time as a kid growing up. I used to camp out in the upper bleachers and always got there when the gates opened (back then it was 2 hours before game time) my favorite was double headers remember those? as Ernie used to say, 2 for the price of One.I have very fond memories of Tiger Stadium. I agree it should be torn down, and the field instead preserved for our children, with a small plaque detailing it's history.Sorry to have gotten off topic, it's just Tiger Stadium will always have a special place in my heart.Now, the game I would have loved to be at was game 7 of the 1968 World Series! I was 9 when it happened, and I saw it on tv and I freaked out when Bill Freehan caught that ball for the final out and then jumped in Mickey Lolich's arms. Very fond memories indeed.References :
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