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Cartoon animals and tragic loss of credibility
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Cartoon animals and tragic loss of credibility I've been meaning to post since Sunday, but it's tough work trying to elevate procrastination into a legitimate artform. The last few days, there's been a neighborhood feline that's been inching closer and closer to my domicile (and leaving little kitty footprints all up and down my cars). For being a smallish doggy, the muttifer has a surprisingly "big dog" bark that he's begun using more often when the encroaching kitty is nearby (I've taken to calling it "Sylvester" since his markings look mostly like Sly from the Loony Tunes" fame) ...in fact, while the kitty does Sylvester impersonations, my goober appears to be doing his own impersonation of the hitting the end of his leash from the Foghorn Leghorn cartoons when he goes after it. Given muttifer's advanced age, I'm pretty sure the really loud "BARF" translates to something close to "GET OFF MY YARD!!!" or something to that effect. So on with the story ...I had a neighbor come over yesterday asking some mechanical advice, and Sylvester was out in the front yard prowling. Before I knew what was happening, the slippery little goombah was out the door and after the kitty like a flash. I'm generally pretty fond of pointing out that not only does my not mind cats outside of just thinking they're really fun to chase (or something), but I've had cats of my own almost half the time I've had the dog. He really doesn't have an aggressive bone in his body, but I think he enjoys giving the pretense that he's actually a Rottweiler trapped in that little terrier-mutt body to some of the neighborhood felines. They disappeared behind my block of buildings in short order, and the neighbor began apologizing profusely after I said something to the effect of "oh great ...hopefully I can catch up with him before they hit the Oklahoma state line!" But before I could even make it in to get my sandals to go after them, the neighbor said "Wait ...looks like they're back!" Sure enough, they came back the way they had initially gone and then disappeared again behind the other buildings across from me. *sigh* I got my sandals on about the time they came back across again, but my little guy appeared to be running out of steam by this time. I didn't go after them this time, but rather waited until the next pass, which amounted to little more than a fast walk, and the kitty seemed more concerned about getting cooties from him than being bitten (or slobbered on) by this time. My neighbor was laughing himself silly by this time ...I walked over and picked up the muttifer who appeared to be trying his best to make the cat believe it was a good thing I got to him "so soon" and the cat seemed to be in danger of straining an eyeball from all the eye-rolling. I suspect the little goober has lost a lot of credibility with the throng of kitties around here after this little romp. I saw the kitty when I took the goober for his morning walk, and I'm pretty sure the only reaction from the cat this time might have been an arched eyebrow at most while my little guy pretended not to see him (big shocker there). Dang, they can be fun to watch in any case! |
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