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Sara the Walrus

Here is what Chris Rock said after famous animal trainer, Roy Horn, was mauled by Manticore, one of his white tigers, back in ’03:

That tiger ain’t go crazy; that tiger went tiger! You know when he was really crazy? When he was riding around on a unicycle with a Hitler helmet on!

That line came to mind after seeing this over at the Daily Mail,

APTOPIX Turkey Dolphinarium

(AP Photo/Murad Sezer)

Here’s hoping Sara doesn’t drop her saxophone and go walrus on Sergiy, her trainer.

Here’s the story on Sara,

“I am the trumpet-playing walrus: Flippered friend Sara delights the audience with her people skills”

Mr. Buck Meets a Grisly End

Yesterday, my wife took our son to Bear Creek Park to visit some of the animals kept there. Afterwards she related to me that there was a big hubbub there complete with sheriff deputies and the local media’s satellite vans. She didn’t know what all the fuss was bout, well last night watching the local news, we found out.

One of the deer kept there was brutally killed by a trespasser. The buck (below)mr-buck, who went by the name “Mr. Buck”, was not afraid of human beings and unfortunately, this contributed to his death.

Allegedly, Monday night some troubled individual broke into Buck’s enclosure and decapitated the 8 to 10-pointer, presumably to mount the head. Here’s the story from the Houston Chronicle,

Houston park visitors, workers mourn decapitated deer

I’m not a hunter, though if invited, I wouldn’t mind going deer hunting. Obviously what this person did was not hunting, though I know there are many (like the folks at PETA) who don’t see a difference between what happened to Mr. Buck and what happens to some deer who every year find themselves at the wrong end of someone’s .30-30.

While I appreciate and agree with the outrage towards the manner of Mr. Buck’s unfortunate demise, I cannot help but think that the only folks who have a real gripe are those who don’t eat meat and/or consider the consumption of meat as some sort of affront towards Mother Gaia or some other pagan deity or deities.

Seriously though, those of us who enjoy a good steak: Let’s temper our outrage with a little introspection.

How do we think that smoked sirloin (medium) at TXLC gets to play Batman to that loaded baked potato’s Robin?

The folks at slaughterhouse certainly don’t sweet talk the cows to death, now do they?

Sarah Palin Turkey Interview

Well here is more fodder for the Palin haters:

If you watch the vid, take a close look at the guy axing the turkey. One thing is certain, now we know what at least one of Bill Swerski’s Superfans has been up to lately.

As for the rest of the story check it out,
Gaffe-prone Sarah Palin gives Thanksgiving interview while turkeys are slaughtered in the background

I like how MSNBC ran this story as “Breaking News”. As if none of these guys aren’t going to have turkey for Thanksgiving.

Before embarking on some odyssey of outrage at the fate of this particular turkey, one ought to pause and ponder just how the turkey one is going to consume next week will get the starring role in next week’s spread.

He won’t be cajoled into the slaughterhouse, that’s for sure…

Michael Vick’s Pay Cut

Our economy is not the strongest that much is clear. Perhaps no one has taken a bigger pay cut in the last couple of years than former Atlanta Falcons QB Michael Vick.

Granted, his “pay cut” was due to a rash of bad decisions he made which subsequently landed him in the clink.

According to this story, “Vick wants to play, but what team would risk it?”,

In 2006 [Vick] made nearly $15 million. Recently he reported total income of $12.89 for an entire month.

That’s $12.89 as in 12 dollars and 89 cents. This from someone who, before things went terribly bad, categorized a $1,000 check to his mother as “chump change.”

Guau… Provided my math is correct, that is a 97,000% pay cut. Ouch!

Here’s Vick making $7211/hr.

michael-vickStreeter Lecka / Getty Images

Here is an excerpt from Vick’s statement after pleading guilty to dogfighting charges,

I’m upset with myself, and, you know, through this situation I found Jesus and asked him for forgiveness and turned my life over to God. And I think that’s the right thing to do as of right now.

Here’s hoping that during his time in prison was spent fruitfully in nurturing the relationship he claims to have found, though to be sure it is Jesus who found him and not the other way around.

As for his return to the NFL, why not? It’s not like dog fighting is the unforgivable sin

Evolution: The Evidence

It seems that some Chinese cats have taken the next step in their evolution.

Here’s one of the transitional animals (obviously this is punctuated equilibrium not gradualism, so take that Dr. Dawkins):

Either that or Fluffy has been putting away Red Bull at prodigious rates.

This is the story:
Ready for take-off, Tiddles? Meet the cats which have sprouted wings

Smithers, Release the Hounds

The execution of Mr. Burns’ (right) famous command spells certain doom to any interloper foolishly attempting to storm his palatial estate.

Especially when said interloper is one Homer J. Simpson.

However I don’t think that Mr. Burns’ hounds would be very intimidating to the deer in the following story:

Pictured: The orphan deer adopted by a pack of bloodthirsty fox hounds

From the story,
The pack immediately accepted the lost fallow deer when they found him shivering by the Thompsons’ front gate just an hour after he had been born.

Rather than being overwhelmed by the attention of such a large pack of dogs, from the Chiddingfold, Leconfield and Cowdray hunt, the confused little fawn thought he’d found his family.
Here’s a pic of the honorary hound,

One only hopes that the hounds don’t come to their “senses” and rip the poor deer to shreds.