Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets. Show all posts

Friday, December 11, 2009

Rear Gear Butt Covers

News flash, people. Pets have assholes.


If you can't come to terms with that, then perhaps you should contemplate whether having a dog or cat is right for you.

Certainly, dangling the equivalent of a Christmas tree ornament from your pet's tail because you're mortally embarrassed by Buffy's brown eye raises serious questions about your fitness to care for another creature.

My dogs walk rapidly around the back yard, sniffing like Courtney Love in an awards show ladies room, until they find the perfect spot, where they commence to lift their tails and grunt out a Nutro burger.

The real indignity isn't that they poop - it's that they lay on the floor in a warm house, gnawing on a bone, while I stumble around in the cold with a modified hoe scraping their droppings into a carrying vessel for transport to a special "poo-can" for later disposal.

There's no pet accessory made that can cleverly cloak that reality.

Via Geekologie



Monday, May 4, 2009

Dog Food & Pâté: What Am I, Chopped Liver?

Via Freakonomics, a lesson of hope for those who have found their culinary excesses hampered in these recessionary times. As it turns out, dog food is a tasty morsel.

Economists at the American Association of Wine Economists (the Fightin' Corkscrews!) tested five blended meat products, including dog food.

Tasters could not differentiate between the Newman's Own pet food and pâté.


I think that says more about pâté than it does Newman's Own.

Recession Relief forPâté Lovers


Tuesday, April 28, 2009