January 14, 2004
What's life without a little pussy?
We all have our preferences, and that's a great thing, but speaking only for myself, I really need a little pussy in my life:
Yes, it's "cats on grass": even obligate carnivores need a little salad every now and then... think of it as "digestive shotgun wadding" for the little fellows. I'm given to understand from ethologist Desmond Morris that the big cats indulge in this behavior too.
On the left is 9-month-old Lucy (full name "Dr. Samantha Carter", which confuses the vet's office still) and on the right is her brother Selmak... Peggy is a Stargate SG-1 fanatic (well, so am I): she named them. Selmak has the interesting characteristic of managing to shut his eyes every single time the camera's flash lights off! I know of one human friend of mine who does exactly the same thing, my old extropian buddy Perry Metzger.
By the way, I did this on a whim, remembering Michael Reed's comment about our being "ailurophiles"; I have no intention of being branded a kittyblogger.
Posted by Russell Whitaker at January 14, 2004 2:58 PM | TrackBack