Monday, March 24, 2014

2189 Pussy Cat Riot


Two horrendous stories about cats in the news recently make me think we may want to rethink our relationship with them.

The first was the story out of Portland, Oregon. A vicious, or possibly just cranky, 22-pound cat attacked a 7-month-old baby and then, when the parents objected, (actually the dad kicked the cat) the feline went on a rampage, hissing, snarling, and chasing the family, forcing them to barricade themselves in a bedroom.

Fortunately, they were able to call 911 and request emergency help from the police. The father's conversation with the dispatcher was filled with sheepishness and self-awareness about the absurdity of the situation. 

After the catastrophe, and the police had tricked the cat into a dog catcher’s crate, the family refused to let it be carted off to the pound for disposal, but instead said they would keep the cat and seek therapy for it. 

The baby suffered only minor scratches and bite marks. "Heh, heh, no problem, we'll just get the cat to therapy. He only attacked our baby!! 

Two observations. Is this a place for Child Protective Services to intervene? I think even most cat lovers draw the line at baby mauling. And two, this could only happen in Portland. Where all creatures should have the benefits of psychotherapy.

The second semi-cataclysm is a whale of a story. Literally. The cat fecal bacteria toxoplasmosis has been found in beluga whales. Seems the Inuit people on the shores of the arctic have adopted cats as one of the trappings of modernization. And the cat feces is washing into the sea. Toxoplasmosis has been scientifically shown to alter mood, and make infected people feel more favorable to cats. 

Now whales. 

Next selection in the cat-alogue: world domination.

Here human human, here human human... 

America, ya gotta love it. 

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