SCUBA CAT? SCUBA CAT.
10.27.09I obviously don’t know where any of you live (except YOU, Jessica), but here in New York it’s rainy and gray and chilly, and I stayed in bed a little too long, and I’m not all that motivated to start the day. And it’s days like this that call for a cat and a dog to go scuba diving together.
If you’re wondering, this news report about Hawkeye the scuba-diving cat (video below) isn’t particularly new, but as it turns out I don’t particularly care. I needed scuba cat today. Especially considering the fact that his best friend is scuba dog. You know, sometimes I wish I were an executive at Animal Planet. The network’s coverage of anthropomorphized cats and dogs would go through the roof. And so would ratings!


so cute!
Do I need to make a “wet pussy” joke? Because I’d rather not.
I’m a little concerned that you know where I live. Talk about being a creeper…
Needs to be mashed-up with keyboard cat.
/Gold, Jerry! Gold!
Don’t you mean through the woof? Right?
/Dodges fruit
I want to hear more about where Jessica lives.
//winks. gun fingers.
I can haz oxigin?
I pitched a reality show about a cat family called “Whiskers and Buttons + 8″, but TLC’s lawyers had a fit. Not about the title, but about the rights to the whole genre of small brained mammals raising a litter of youngins.
It’s now clear that the future of the US Navy lies in breeding a race of fully-armed scuba diving super-monkeys.
“…and I stayed in bed a little too long”
I’m reading this at 10:13am and thinking I need three more hours of sleep.
I sense the beginnings of a Simmons-for-Bucks-GM-esque campaign: Uff for Executive Director at Animal Planet. To the twitterverse!