I have a litter of puppies an acquaintance couldnt take care of after the mommy was hit by a car. They not even a week old. There were 5, but the runt didn't make it past the 1st day. Little Ann's aunt, Bri, has become their acting mother as far as cleaning them and stuff and I'm trying to keep them fed. Little Ann has never seen puppies before. I mean, seriously, she's still one herself. She can't stay away. She wants to sit and stare at them all the time! Well, yesterday she ran and got an empty cigarette pack out of my bedroom trash, brought it in here and gave it to Bri and the babies. She even resisted the urge to chew it up. It was in perfect condition when she left it.