…as you can see, Starbuck has reacted to the arrival of Ripley by undertaking a campaign of hissing, growling, swatting, and dive bombing. Nelson believes that any engagement legitimizes Ripley’s presence, thus increasing the chances that Nelson will be eaten.
Henry’s on prozac these days — not so much to curb his gargantuan appetite for mounting stuffed animals so much to deal with his irrepressible urge to piss on our front door. Since we began doping him up 10 days ago, both activities have ceased entirely.
Another internet tradition scotched by Big Pharma.
Henry, 12/21/08, 6:40 p.m.:
’tis the season….
Please welcome Beau to the LGM family.
This is clearly Palin’s fault:
The large cat that’s been popping up around Anchorage over the past weeks has been captured alive by a man using a dipnet, according to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game.
The animal was at first thought to be a serval, a wild, medium-sized African cat that is illegal in Alaska. Turns out, it is a savannah cat, a mix of a serval and a domestic cat that is legal, said wildlife biologist Rick Sinnott.
The cat, whose name is Simon, had actually been missing since last spring from its owners home in the Kincaid Park area, Sinnott said.
Depending on how many generations removed the animal is from its original cross, a Savannah cat can apparently run anywhere from $2000-4500.
Henry, by contrast, cost me $10 in 1994 ($14.75 in 2008 dollars). That’s one inflation-adjusted dollar per year for this sort of semi-daily entertainment:
“Henry? What are you doing to my bear?”