A cool customer

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Odd Animals, The Arts

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This is a guy who does a little street performing not far from where I live. And I gotta tell you, he’s a nice enough guy but his vocals, although boasting a good range, lack, shall we say, a certain warmth.

And then there is his repertoire. I mean, just how often can you listen to a snow dog singing “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas” before you want to take a blowtorch to the damn thing? Actually his manners leave a lot to be desired as well, so I take back that bit about him being a nice guy. You know, I once threw him a couple of coins and got absolutely no response! No “Thank you,” no “Hi there,” not even a nod of the head! Rude bastard!

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Cat Triptych of the Day

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Odd Animals

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And no, that doesn’t mean there will be a new one every day – I have better things to do with my time than continuously refer to my dictionary for the proper spelling of “triptych”.

I’m not sure what this first guy is doing, I can only assume that this is his impression of Lindsay Lohan’s career. Of course, I’m not sure if this is a toilet or a bidet but as implying that Lilo’s career is in the bidet doesn’t make any sense, I will assume that this is indeed a shiny porcelain waste receptacle.

Now this one at first seems to be sweet and harmless. A cute ginger cat nuzzling up to a cute little girl. Now what on earth could possibly be wrong with that? Well, I’ll tell you what’s wrong with that! Our little moppet is clearly wearing a “little red hood,” which suggests to me that this is not at all a harmless kitty, but rather a certain famously devious wolf using a tactic far more effective than dressing up as some deranged senior citizen. If I recall the story correctly this is bad news – at least for the cat, who now faces an uncertain future.

This last one is pretty much self-explanatory – this is a cat boiling up a pot of tea. We can safely assume that it is poison tea, partly because that’s the only kind that cats ever make, and partly because my sources tell me that this particular cat is expecting a visit from an insurance salesman.

 

 

The Ghost Cat of Okinawa.

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Odd Animals, The Paranormal

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This spectral creature, seen here in a photo taken by Professor Hiroshi Hondo of Tokyo University during a family picnic, was first made famous in the west by the Lafcadio Hearn story “The Cat That Ate My Hat,” wherein a humble American journalist residing in Okinawa is precipitated into financial ruin by bad gambling advice from a local hat blocker.

In the story, Hearn describes this creature as being the angry spirit of a cat who was always well treated in life, but who spent so much time sleeping that he never had the opportunity to write the great Japanese novel.

Embittered by his literary failure the cat now roams the island of Okinawa searching for would-be literati to harass. In 1956 the cat sneered at Yukio Mishima “Osawa hano garatimasu, egawa karatusu!” which translates roughly as “You’ll never win the Nobel, you bastard, so why don’t you just end it all?” or at least this is what Mishima claimed in his suicide note.

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