So while Americans are suffering a loss in living standards over the last decade (according to Michelle O), fucking tapirs are getting acupuncture for their arthritis. God damn those Bush people know how to rub in their contempt for us little people
The very last paragraph about the zoo staff carressing the glossy black coat of the jaguar as it was being euthanized made me think: maybe they should have kept the coat as a rug or blanket or a fur coat (get it? it’s already a coat!). Bet nobody at the zoo thought of that.
“Zoos often unwittingly condemn their animals to long painful lives,” wrote the authors, calling on zoos to use a scoring system to evaluate geriatric animals’ quality of life in order to make more informed decisions about euthanasia.
One might think that it would be a little less violent, and a little more illegal to just jerk the gherkin while clicking around Baracky’s website instead of going through the whole trained monkey/blood thirsty attack dog scenario. At least the Baracky site would be more efficient.
Kinda. It’s a hedgehog. I had one once but it came to a bad end and it was all my fault cause I left it in the garage during a heatwave in south Texas and got wrapped up finishing my thinger to get my degree thing and she got consumed by fleas and probably dehydrated and she was still alive when I remembered her but she died like right when I tried putting her in a sink full of cool water, which may have not been the wisest thing to do. Mostly I was thinking more of getting the fleas off than anything else. It makes me very sad to think about that. I felt really really terrible.
Having recently put my dog of 13 years to sleep, I could relate with much of what was written in the final paragraphs of that article.
A trip to the vet and a dose of pentobarbital is more expensive than a bullet, but when the time came, I couldn’t use the bullet. I am sure many zoo keepers feel the same way.
Oh, Hf. I have a dark secret from childhood of setting a pet rabbit free in a blackberry patch thinking it was for the best. My brother’s friend the future serial killer caught it.
The friend kid was not altogether monstrous. A little odd but charming. If i reflect back, he was a good-looking kid, tall and well built for his age. He may or may not have been the one that got my brother into scrapes with acts of minor hellionism and pebble-lobbing.
A few years later when he was 16 or so he broke into a house in our neighborhood and lay in wait for Mrs. Neighbor. There were bindings and blunt instruments, &tc. His worst charges were pled down and he was put in a treatment program, and I’m not sure what became of him after that. I seem to recall he wasn’t incarcertated more than a few years.
This lemur is unfit for D’vine O’s NatSec Team, though he is nearly as toothless as O would make the U.S. military. He has not previously committed sedition or treason against America, nor offered comfort and aid to America’s enemies, acts required of O’s inner circle. His commie credentials are suspect, despite his having lived in a communal group of fellow-travelling lemurs. The selection of a ‘coyote’ with extensive experience of America’s borders is mandatory, so these vulnerabilities can be fully exploit.., er, secured, yeah, secured.
Oh. Sounds like Mrs. Neighbor and the bunny got the short end of the stick there. There was this one kid who brought his special friend home from school and they I think did some drugs or something and the one guy went to bed and the special friend hid in the garage and waited so he could stab the one guy’s mom almost to death. My town where I grew up is a very very dark place.
So while Americans are suffering a loss in living standards over the last decade (according to Michelle O), fucking tapirs are getting acupuncture for their arthritis. God damn those Bush people know how to rub in their contempt for us little people
There’s journalism and then there’s hey hold on this is so not my problem go away.
Vero Lemurmus
En vino lemuritas
Quis custodiet ispsos lemures?
The very last paragraph about the zoo staff carressing the glossy black coat of the jaguar as it was being euthanized made me think: maybe they should have kept the coat as a rug or blanket or a fur coat (get it? it’s already a coat!). Bet nobody at the zoo thought of that.
Sic semper lemurannus.
I can’t give you a definition for geriatric, but I know it when I feel it.
Isn’t a lemur pretty close to a monkey?
If that’s the case, then my answer to the question, “Just how long do animals live?”, is–as long as I let them.
Sure they’re too old to eat–stringy and all–but that doesn’t mean they won’t make good tiger chow.
Need I remind you that it is racist to even mention monkeys?
“Comment by Cowboy on 6/21 @ 6:29 pm #
Isn’t a lemur pretty close to a monkey?”
I denounce you RACIST!
Oh. I think yet again we must lemur to Scott McClellan’s vagina.
Well, there’s that ‘informed decisions’ thingy again…
I think yet again we must lemur to Scott McClellan’s vagina.
This is even funnier today. Thanks, hf.
This thread seems a little off-color and off-topic.
Nothing that torturing a pit bull or 30 couldn’t fix, thor.
Or a big wailing oooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
I’d like to see two well trained monkeys fight in front of a crowd of bulldogs.
One might think that it would be a little less violent, and a little more illegal to just jerk the gherkin while clicking around Baracky’s website instead of going through the whole trained monkey/blood thirsty attack dog scenario. At least the Baracky site would be more efficient.
You’re a man who speaks from experience I’m sure, but I like chimps wielding weapons.
Here is a pricklebunny that I’m guessing has a higher quality of life than any of us really.
Hap, I’d really like for you to pay me back for that six minutes of my life I just wasted.
Ok. I owe you. It’s just they got me for the whole six minutes too. I couldn’t click away.
Is a pricklebunny anything like a porcupine?
Kinda. It’s a hedgehog. I had one once but it came to a bad end and it was all my fault cause I left it in the garage during a heatwave in south Texas and got wrapped up finishing my thinger to get my degree thing and she got consumed by fleas and probably dehydrated and she was still alive when I remembered her but she died like right when I tried putting her in a sink full of cool water, which may have not been the wisest thing to do. Mostly I was thinking more of getting the fleas off than anything else. It makes me very sad to think about that. I felt really really terrible.
I cannot tell if that was supposed to be sad, or funny, or both. Please Allah, let it be both.
What made it worse was she was a gift.
Having recently put my dog of 13 years to sleep, I could relate with much of what was written in the final paragraphs of that article.
A trip to the vet and a dose of pentobarbital is more expensive than a bullet, but when the time came, I couldn’t use the bullet. I am sure many zoo keepers feel the same way.
You snuffed the life out of a lovable hedgehog by feeding it to blood fleas and baking it in the infernal Texas heat?
It must have suffered tremendously. That’s satanic cruelty.
OK, hap, we’re even now.
I felt awful.
Chipmunks, skunks, prairie dogs, hedgehogs…
Know your meme.
Oh, and sugar gliders.
Delemurium Tremens, more like.
Oh, Hf. I have a dark secret from childhood of setting a pet rabbit free in a blackberry patch thinking it was for the best. My brother’s friend the future serial killer caught it.
You know I have to ask. A for real serial killer? That’s so gothic. I hope nobody got hurt.
I mean like nobody you knew or anything.
“Can an aging lemur suffer from dementia?”
I don’t know about that, but we have at least one retarded marmoset who posts to this blog.
Happyfeet –
That might have been hyperbole.
I say might because I’m not sure what happened to the kid after he got out of the treatment program.
I hope nobody one got hurt
I heard it didn’t go so well for the rabbit.
The friend kid was not altogether monstrous. A little odd but charming. If i reflect back, he was a good-looking kid, tall and well built for his age. He may or may not have been the one that got my brother into scrapes with acts of minor hellionism and pebble-lobbing.
A few years later when he was 16 or so he broke into a house in our neighborhood and lay in wait for Mrs. Neighbor. There were bindings and blunt instruments, &tc. His worst charges were pled down and he was put in a treatment program, and I’m not sure what became of him after that. I seem to recall he wasn’t incarcertated more than a few years.
Incarcer”tated”? Well this day is starting off well. At least I can sit up.
Ummmm…
Running off the cliff…
Is that Lemons? Or Lemurs? Or is it Lemmings? Maybe thor?
This lemur is unfit for D’vine O’s NatSec Team, though he is nearly as toothless as O would make the U.S. military. He has not previously committed sedition or treason against America, nor offered comfort and aid to America’s enemies, acts required of O’s inner circle. His commie credentials are suspect, despite his having lived in a communal group of fellow-travelling lemurs. The selection of a ‘coyote’ with extensive experience of America’s borders is mandatory, so these vulnerabilities can be fully exploit.., er, secured, yeah, secured.
Oh. Sounds like Mrs. Neighbor and the bunny got the short end of the stick there. There was this one kid who brought his special friend home from school and they I think did some drugs or something and the one guy went to bed and the special friend hid in the garage and waited so he could stab the one guy’s mom almost to death. My town where I grew up is a very very dark place.
Someone should write a haiku for this thread. I’d try, but it would end up as a lemurick.