I'd say it's time to lift the "Don't Ask, Don't Meow" ban on war cats, wouldn't you?
(h/t, amazingly, to Slate!)
Friday, May 6, 2011
The Revenge of Pussy Galore
As usual, the dog gets all the press whilst the cat does all the work. A helmet-cam video still as a SEAL team cat uses his superior cat-stealth technology to take out one of bin-Laden's bodyguards prior to the May 2 raid.
I'd say it's time to lift the "Don't Ask, Don't Meow" ban on war cats, wouldn't you?
(h/t, amazingly, to Slate!)
I'd say it's time to lift the "Don't Ask, Don't Meow" ban on war cats, wouldn't you?(h/t, amazingly, to Slate!)
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Chief,
ReplyDeleteYou don't know the half of it.
I think the correct designation is "chubby leopard" because I have one. I'm willing to let him go for $5001.00 if anyone out there is interested . . .
ReplyDeleteYears ago, whilst having breakfast in a cafe in Caracas, I noted an interesting little cat nudging my foot for some love. Interesting, indeed. It was a jaguar kitten and I gave it some love. Nice little kitty. Turned out big cats—and oh, yeah, that cute kitten was going to grow to be good sized—are protected in all South American countries, but that there is a huge black market. I could have bought the little kitty for less than $100. Gee, how about having a 150-pound cat?
ReplyDeleteAnd then there was the time in El Paso 30 years ago when I walked out of my motel room on the second floor and looked down into the courtyard and saw a full-grown lion. A male, mane and all. Kind of flea-bitten, but still a lion. They're big and scary, even though rumor has it they're pretty docile.
I like cats. Once had four of 'em, all attributable to a kid. Two from when the kid was young and lived with me, two from when the kid graduated college and had nowhere to keep 'em. The last cat left four years ago. And now the wife is talking about another one.
Actually, if you could train 'em, cats would be able to do this stuff. Cats are mean, ornery and no-good.
The Holy Grail Killer Rabbit could end terror as we know it in a jiff.
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year of the cat...
ReplyDeleteThe favorite sport of the grunts in Panama was to convince the female troops in the support battalion during that outfit's once-a-year FTX that the freakish hooting of the howler monkeys was in fact the cry of the packs of vicious jaguars that (according to them) roamed Empire Range hunting for tender gringo flesh.
ReplyDeleteThe solution was (obviously, again, according to them) forming buddy teams to ensure that no soldier was taken by surprise.
I never saw this ingenious cat-strategy actually work, but then, I couldn't be everywhere at once. It may have at some point, and, as any grunt worth his rucksack callus would probably agree, one oh-yes cancels a thousand hell-no's...
And this is from Andy's link and worth the price of admission:
ReplyDelete"At times, the alleged American motives for releasing the pisho palang and supposed delivery methods strain common sense.
"We heard that foreigners are releasing them at night from planes to eat people. We heard that usually the tiger cats attack the throat and drink all the blood," said Mohammad Saber, also from Saidkhail.
Air delivery? But wouldnt the fall kill the cats?
"They fly really low," said Koko Gul, 20, of nearby Monara village, holding his hands a foot from the ground, "and they just drop the cats onto the ground."
Fazul Rahim, 28, of Saidkhail, said he knew a man who caught a pisho palang in a net. It had some kind of foreign stamp on its rump, he claimed.
"And some American came and he wanted to buy it for $5,000, but my friend wouldnt sell it," Rahim said."
Touch not the pisho palang but aglove!
The Revenge of Pussy Galore
ReplyDeletei like that
but i am intertaining something different . . .
if see more . . .