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Here kitty, kitty

And so another week ends in kittens.

When he grows up, though, this little fucker would happily eat your liver with a good chianti and fava beans, hold the chianti and fava beans.

I’ve posted about Scottish wildcats before — body of a housecat, soul of a chainsaw-wielding escaped mental patient on a bad hair day. They start off cute, but harden into red-hot fists of burning man hatred by the time they reach adulthood.

A genuine wild beast — sadly, they are close enough to housecats to interbreed, which is proving to be their downfall. Estimates are, there may be as few as 400 purebred wildcats running free. In fact, though, there may be as few as zero purebreds in the wild.

So they’ve developed a new DNA test to identify the pure of gene. They hope to have it ready by Christmas. I’m not clear on what is new or unique about this test, but good luck to them trapping and bloodtesting all those psychomoggies.

I hope they laid in a stock of bandaids.

Good weekend, all. No, we are not watching the opening ceremonies.

Comments


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: July 27, 2012, 10:41 pm

Her Stoatliness and I occasionally go to pay our respects to various members of the fambly over at a wildlife park, near Canterbury.

Within are a couple of (thankfully very large) cages housing said moggies. Who just lurk there. And stare.

Polar bears are pretty threatening, some big cats too. But I have never encountered anything as fiercely antagonistic as the Scottish wildcat.

Love ‘em to bits.


Comment from Can’t hark my cry
Time: July 27, 2012, 10:57 pm

Somewhere in there is a metaphor, crying for release.


Comment from Anonymous
Time: July 28, 2012, 12:17 am

Watching the Opening Ceremonies here. So far, it looks like the Shire was destroyed and turned into Mordor.


Comment from Deborah
Time: July 28, 2012, 2:25 am

Gee—what a face. Fiercely antagonistic, you say. I’m a believer.


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 28, 2012, 2:42 am

I’m not watching the Olympics.
I prefer the traditional Greek Olympics where there were no coloured or mixed race subhumans were allowed. Preferentially they were put to death …


Comment from Scubafreak
Time: July 28, 2012, 3:23 am

Hmm, I wonder if Scottish Wyldecats were the inspiration for Jim Butcher and Grimalkin….

http://dresdenfiles.wikia.com/wiki/Malk


Comment from EZnSF
Time: July 28, 2012, 3:40 am

NHS intertwined in the Olympics?
*spit*

Bring on Morrissey?

No wonder the wild cats of Scotland are hybrids.


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: July 28, 2012, 4:41 am

Shrug. Its not like Scottish wild cats were airlifted in there with genetic purity, they came from other cats.


Comment from JuliaM
Time: July 28, 2012, 5:34 am

Aha! I came over here to drop a link to those little darlings into the comments…

The Opening Ceremony, what to say? Well, it brought the Red Arrows (in perfect formation) right over my house! So, I guess it was worth the money…

:0


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:45 am

Nazi Wild Cats!


Comment from Mojo
Time: July 28, 2012, 8:10 am

It’s like them self-sharpening razorbacks. They’re cute little devils, but too damn dangerous. Like having a little buzz-saw running around the place…


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 28, 2012, 11:24 am

We used to have a stuffed one at work …. freaking scary PSYCHO kitties …
I don’t know if people have kept them as pets, but they’d eat your children … followed by all the ‘brownie’ people in the street … which would be rather Exotic.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 28, 2012, 12:09 pm

They split off pretty early, though, Christopher. They think wildcats came along the landbridge, so that’s >10,000 years.

Meanwhile, the wildcat genetic sport that became the friendly housecat happened about 10,000 years ago, they think. So, lots of water under the bridge. Or through the Channel, as the case may be.

All those lovely modern orientals they’re turning up is a result of breeding house moggies back to various wildcats. Sort of the way a chihuahua could have a wolf’s pups, genetically speaking.


Comment from J.S.Bridges
Time: July 28, 2012, 2:17 pm

Hmmm-m-m…

Roughly the same border-line psychotic (pr’aps from the other side of the border?) stare seen on the “alleged” Aurora, CO theatre-freako (no names, mind you – absolute non-assistance to fame/infamy allowed).

Cats – even the “domesticated” variety – being understood to be ever-so-slightly off-kilter in their thought processes even under the very best (for the rest of us) conditions…virtually all of the feline species’ many subsets dwell, in general, minus any thoughts or motives we humans may consider within the “civilized” realm. Feline breeds are the personification of the existential individual persona.

Still, they’re always an attraction – even when a dangerous one.


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: July 28, 2012, 5:41 pm

Fatal cattraction?


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 28, 2012, 6:11 pm

My favorite comment spam of the day:

I like the idea of being you. People love to hear about you, your story, what’s going on for you, especially the bad. I guess misery loves company.

Dude is selling Air Jordans.


Comment from Prudie
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:10 pm

I can has brains?


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:12 pm

Also: the more purebred a cat is, the more psychotic and bizarre it becomes.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:32 pm

Temple Grandin says that if you breed any animal long enough promoting a single characteristic, you will start to see neurological problems.


Comment from Anonymous
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:54 pm

Hmmm- How long does it take? I’ve been married to my wife for almost 7 years now
:-)


Comment from Deborah
Time: July 28, 2012, 9:16 pm

A vet told me that the genetic roll of the dice that produces a calico cat will also make it a crazy cat—most of the time. In my limited experience, that has been true.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 28, 2012, 10:26 pm

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Selling fake Rolexes. Rolex. Rolices. Whatevs.


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 29, 2012, 12:57 am

Cat breeders do some naughty things – like breeding grandparents with grandchildren … to illicit different traits …
Sort of like what happens in the Middle East. Sub-human breeding Vermin with soo many genetic disease I don’t have time to go into them here.
You’ll see them in your NHS system clogging the corridors with their wayward products of their loins. Something that used to be 1:3000000 is now 1:250 live births.
Even Cascade has found himself asking questions about SHH …


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 29, 2012, 4:20 am

Go Ronnie Goooooo!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIqRnLQ2GCY&feature=related


Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: July 29, 2012, 4:51 am

Charlie Manson Eyes.


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 29, 2012, 9:50 am

Alien Hybrid Eyes?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=11uHswp6HXA


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 29, 2012, 11:17 am

Oh! OH! From my spam bucket:

Please teach the rest of these internet hoolginas how to write and research!

Presumably, he means hooligans, but I think “hoolgina” is my new favorite word.


Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: July 29, 2012, 3:06 pm

Its the feminine of hooligan, one presumes.


Comment from Can’t hark my cry
Time: July 29, 2012, 11:03 pm

Christopher Taylor–Guffaw! Thanks; this was a weekend when a good giggle was much appreciated, especially a word-based one!


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 29, 2012, 11:20 pm

Sounds all very Russian … which a hint of Ukrainian?
I’m sure I’ve seen some of these cats in Siberia ….
And also near YNAO.
Walking Wookie-Cats


Comment from JC
Time: July 30, 2012, 2:13 am

O/T, but a tribute to Doc Watson, at http://gardenandgun.com/article/remembering-doc-watson , and how could you not like a site called “Garden and Gun”?


Comment from Oceania
Time: July 30, 2012, 2:17 am

I’m not familiar with this type of music nor musician.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 30, 2012, 12:35 pm

Mr Air Jordans again:

Thank you for the good writeup. It in fact was a amusement account it. Look advanced to far added agreeable from you! By the way, how can we communicate?

Apparently not using the written word.


Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: July 30, 2012, 3:38 pm

My favorite part of the opening ceremony was when they forged the One Ring.


Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: July 30, 2012, 4:17 pm

The worst “pet” I ever had was a lynx hybrid. It would come for a cuddle, and then realize it was being touched by an evil human, shriek and run away.


Comment from Wolfus Aurelius
Time: July 30, 2012, 4:39 pm

Comment from Christopher Taylor
Time: July 28, 2012, 7:12 pm

“Also: the more purebred a cat is, the more psychotic and bizarre it becomes.”
*
*
I’ve known three Siberian cats (the Russian variant of the Maine Coon), and all three have been either prickly or sickly.


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: July 30, 2012, 6:38 pm

A hoolgina is something like a vagina terrorist only without the monthly explosion.


Comment from Davem123
Time: July 30, 2012, 7:31 pm

My favorite part was when the 1st Mary Poppins Nanny Battallion dropped into a hot LZ (I think Lord Voldemort counts as a hostile), kicks all the bad guy butts then comforts all the little children in their NHS beds. The ultimate Nanny State.


Comment from David Gillies
Time: July 30, 2012, 7:59 pm

My coat of arms has a wildcat and the motto ‘Na bean don chat gun lamhainn.’ It means ‘do not touch the cat when its claws are ungloved.’

I am boycotting the whole ghastly farrago that is the Olympics. Twenty billion quid squandered and the Army has been reduced to a Boy Scout troop. It’s a quasi-fascist event with a whole host of deeply unsavoury characters behind it. The IOC are as corrupt as a Latin American generalissimo and everyone involved with LOCOG should be shot. They’ve turned the country into Festung Britannia but can’t seem to hire enough ‘security’ guards that aren’t mouthy terror-sympathising Mohammedans. The Zil lanes were profoundly tone deaf. Urrgh. Never have I been so glad I’m 8,000 km away.


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: July 30, 2012, 8:25 pm

I keep hammering f5, but no new Sweasel. Back to twitter.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 30, 2012, 8:54 pm

Dude, it’s Monday night. Garbage night. ‘Tcha!


Comment from mojo
Time: July 30, 2012, 9:49 pm

Do you have 6-7 bins into which the garbage is mandated to be sorted?

Or do you, like me, simply toss it in the neighbor’s bin?


Comment from Oh Hell
Time: July 31, 2012, 11:37 am

Evidently, the medals they are giving out are so cheap, that one of the Brazilian Bronze Medalists dropped his (in the shower? WTF?) and bent it.
I like the moggie – razor wire wrapped in mohair.

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