On 4/25/2016 3:51 PM, Jack Campin wrote:

Our Ishtar did something similar, but it was rather sad. She had
a litter of three kittens - a black one and a tuxedo that survived,
and a stillborn tuxedo. For the rest of her life, if she found a
black glove, she'd pick it up and carry it around in her mouth,
then put it down gently and meow pathetically at it when it didn't
move.

Awwwww. That's very sad.

Jill