WHY SO FEW DOGS HAVE WON NOBEL PRIZES FOR PHYSICS
Here (thanks to Monika Sundbaum) is a video of a dog courageously defending its bone from its own personal left leg:
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Here (thanks to Monika Sundbaum) is a video of a dog courageously defending its bone from its own personal left leg:
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Good doggie. Good doggie. Dumb doggie, but a good doggie.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 23, 2007 at 11:33 AM
Oh, and first!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 23, 2007 at 11:33 AM
Oh dear......poor retarded dog.....
(Although - I may be wrong, and he has just recently had the back half of his body replaced with the back half of some OTHER doggie. You know how confusing that can be....)
Posted by: Punkin Poo | January 23, 2007 at 11:34 AM
I've had a lot of dogs. I can happily say none were this dumb.
Posted by: Trouble | January 23, 2007 at 11:35 AM
Snork, snork and snork again... every time I see that video.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | January 23, 2007 at 11:36 AM
Do dogs have a secondary
brainoversized ganglia at the base of their spines, kinda like some dinosaurs were reputed to have? This is the only explanation I can come up with for this video.Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 11:36 AM
LMAO -and what happens when he catches it, an subdues it?
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 11:37 AM
I don't think that I've ever been known to say, "Don't touch my bone"... .
Posted by: jon | January 23, 2007 at 11:38 AM
Must be a biyitch, hates being pawed
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 11:38 AM
ROFLMAO!!
even my two aren't that stoopid!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 11:38 AM
split personalities.
Is Steve Martin or Lilly Tomplin the back leg?
Posted by: Chaz | January 23, 2007 at 11:38 AM
SNORK at the dog and Chaz
Back in bone.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 23, 2007 at 11:40 AM
I think this dog belongs to jet propulsion moron.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 11:40 AM
Chaz-I loved that movie.
Hopefully, there is a medication available for this dog, so he can make peace with his appendages.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 11:41 AM
LBFF - or he'll make piece with his appendages
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 11:47 AM
mm-exactly!
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 11:48 AM
it's the damn left fringe trying to get it all ...back ....back ...grrrr
Posted by: Al Gore | January 23, 2007 at 11:50 AM
Poor guy is a little short in the kibble department.
Posted by: ScooterRocky | January 23, 2007 at 11:51 AM
They've finally gone too far. The Pentagon is clearly controlling that dog's left leg.
*Struggles mightily to restrain right hand from clicking Watch Again*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 23, 2007 at 11:54 AM
I, for one can see some benefit to not recognizing some body parts as our own.
Posted by: Gadfy | January 23, 2007 at 12:02 PM
The incessant giggling of children at this poor retarded creature........ was awesome!
Posted by: Meditrina | January 23, 2007 at 12:03 PM
Keep this guy away from that doggie beer. I think he'd be a mean drunk!
Posted by: fivver | January 23, 2007 at 12:10 PM
Snork and complete agreement with Gadfly.
Posted by: Baron VonKlyff | January 23, 2007 at 12:18 PM
I used to have a cat that
A) liked to sleep next to me on the bed
B) would occasionally play with her own tail, noticing the tip of it twitching and doing her best to catch it - not easy since she was a somewhat - extravagant cat.
One night the inevitable happened. She started playing with her tail, caught it, and bit it.
Startled that someone was biting her tail, and rightly figuring her 'play friend' was somehow involved she growled slightly and bit it harder.
Ok, things were starting to get serious now. She wasn't about to put up with this sort of thing. Full-on growl and a hard chomp!
WTF? That's it, IT IS ON!
She suddenly erupts into her full raging fury, claws flashing and teeth chomping - spinning madly in a circle to teach her tail to stop biting her tail.
All of this happened quickly enough that while I had time to see it coming I couldn't intervene and had to make a hasty exit stage left, which was no problem for me but somewhat of a surprise to the already sleeping ever-indulgent wife.
Whikky (the cat) was a good kitty but somewhere before we rescued her from the streets she got a few circuits mis-wired. Ah well, what she lacked in smarts she made up in sweet.
Never did play with her tail again, holding the grudge against it to her dying day.
Posted by: KCSteve | January 23, 2007 at 12:24 PM
*snork* @ Whikky.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 12:25 PM
*throws idiot dog prozac gumball* Amazing! My dog seems so much smarter now.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 23, 2007 at 12:26 PM
Off-camera, someone was holding up a Dick Cheney chew toy. THAT's what the dog was growling at.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 12:31 PM
Thanks for the story, very well narrated, KCSteve.
Posted by: MOTW | January 23, 2007 at 12:32 PM
HAHAHAHA - Snorks a-plenty for Whikky from me, too.
Posted by: Tooker | January 23, 2007 at 12:32 PM
*snorks* @ KCSteve and Ms. Whikky!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 12:35 PM
Hee. CH-you read my mind, I was thinking he was some sort of genetic throwback to the dinosaurs (with a separate brain in his bum).
Actually, its interesting that we are assuming its a boy dog. Maybe 'cuz lots of male critters have an extra brain down there (it just controls a different appendage).
Posted by: artchick | January 23, 2007 at 12:37 PM
Thanks DPC...my first snork in a while
Posted by: Chaz | January 23, 2007 at 12:39 PM
Oh, we wish we had an extra brain, artchick. We'd get into ever so much less trouble that way.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 12:40 PM
*snork* @ fivver, Gadfly, too,
and KC as well. I had very similar story with a cat, who hissed at his tail severely to express his opinion of its character. But not three times. That's a record - Most Times Injuring Self Before Backink Down.
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 12:43 PM
I said it yesterday on some other thread...just cuz you guys have two heads, doesn't mean two brains exist.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 12:45 PM
Backingggg.
backink - your cat wasn't Russian was she? Maybe I'm channeling..
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 12:49 PM
Clean Hands, given what many guys do with the one brain they have, I'm thinking y'all would get in at least TWICE the trouble if you had an extra brain.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 12:49 PM
JD - smaller word bytes, please. The guys will never understand whut yer sayin'.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 12:54 PM
KCSteve-LOL @ Whikky!
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 12:54 PM
Wouldn't this be a good pet for Jack Bauer?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 01:00 PM
Annie!!! good to see ya! where ya been???
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 01:00 PM
Somewhere other than here, obviously. :-P
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 01:03 PM
*smacks CH*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 01:05 PM
Clean Hands: 2 guy brains = 2x the trouble.
(Better, Annie?)
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 01:05 PM
Maybe we do have brains there, and that's the whole problem.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 01:06 PM
That's my take on it, CH. The southern one has override capabilities and a low IQ.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 23, 2007 at 01:08 PM
I will say, though, that these days, it's the brain in my skull that gets me smacked most often.
Does that mean that I'm housebroken?
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 01:09 PM
Urgent research is required: What effect does V1@gr@ have on measured intelligence?
No, I'm serious.
Really!
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 01:11 PM
Siouxie - I've been blocked by pipetard for a week. Had to threaten comedic violence to get back. And now I have work to do! Life is sooo unfair.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 01:15 PM
Not too sure about the effect on intelligence, but it seems to me that it would lock the override on.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 23, 2007 at 01:16 PM
Clean Hands, I see a large government grant in your future.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 01:16 PM
JD -'large'grant? Really?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 01:17 PM
Keep this guy away from that doggie beer. I think he'd be a mean drunk!
Posted by: fivver | 12:10 PM
When I loaded the video, the title was #1 Beer...
Maybe the pooch really was sloshed.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 23, 2007 at 01:20 PM
Of course, one would have to check the results by comparing to "natural" stimulation -- but I suspect that research has already been done.
No, I don't think it would be a good idea to search for it from my work computer.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 01:21 PM
Annie, I knew someone would comment on that adjective. ;-)
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 01:22 PM
Annie, that blows! I thought typepoop had fixed you right up!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 01:24 PM
OT -Siouxie - I could have used the proxies you sent, thanks, but I was super busy. Plus it was more fun to mention to tech support what happened to Hotel Shpennsylvania when Le Great Barry was not amused. That got it goin'.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 23, 2007 at 01:26 PM
ahhh..the old shpennsylvania threat! well done!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 01:33 PM
Ducky - you sound a little like Madame Ducky, the fortune teller. As long as you have your crystal ball out, there's a few things I would like to know. :)
Posted by: Meditrina | January 23, 2007 at 01:36 PM
*snork* @ Med; you're right, tho I hadn't noticed. Unfortunately, you'll have to wait with your questions; I'm currently trying to discern tomorrow night's winning lotter numbers... :-)
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 01:39 PM
*tosses a "y" up there*
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 01:42 PM
My office won $3 on the power ball Saturday - let's see $3, 14 employees, - HOOOO BOY - a big 21 cents a piece.
Guess I'm not retiring quite yet.
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 01:46 PM
*orders a round of bloggaritas for everyone*
drinks are on sbelle!!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 01:54 PM
Sioux - 21 cents doesn't cover the salt, much less the gratuity.
But Thanks, girls. *slurp*
Posted by: Meditrina | January 23, 2007 at 01:57 PM
Siouxie, I want to know, NOW, where I can find 21-cent ritas!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 02:03 PM
Much less a round of 'ritas for this crowd for 21 cents.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 02:05 PM
Well, folks, I must flap off for awhile. See y'all later!
A dog with a good bone to eat
Growled sternly at one of his feet
He protected his bone
From that leg of his own
Now he has a new name: Pegleg Pete.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 23, 2007 at 02:05 PM
*snork* @ JD.
Posted by: Clean Hands | January 23, 2007 at 02:08 PM
Siouxie, we miss you!
Posted by: Tax Forms | January 23, 2007 at 02:14 PM
sthnbelle-Hey, every bit counts--even if ya have to share the margarita. ;-)
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 02:15 PM
Anyone else reminded of Peter Sellers as Dr. Strangelove?
*climbs on geezer bus*
Posted by: fivver | January 23, 2007 at 02:19 PM
JD, I think tripod would be a better name.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:20 PM
I'm pretty sure we're just "re-investing" in tomorrow night's draw, so I can't even get one to share!
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 02:20 PM
Salutes "mein Fivver".
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 23, 2007 at 02:21 PM
Well, I used to know a guy who kept a six-pack of beer in his desk drawer. That's an option. (just kidding)
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 02:22 PM
LOL @ 1040s and Ducky!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:26 PM
You cannot just hop on the geezer bus willy nilly, you need to answer a qualifying question first. Today's question is, ta da! What was 60's model Twiggy's real name?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:28 PM
Sigh. Dogs are so stupid.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | January 23, 2007 at 02:29 PM
Oh, there's plenty of beer here - the fridge usually has at least a six pack of Stella, if not more exotic offerings. Last time I checked, though the scanner wasn't set up for liquids.
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 02:29 PM
*sigh*
Gets off of geezer bus
Posted by: Tax Forms | January 23, 2007 at 02:30 PM
someone Google it...I'm too lazy
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:32 PM
Hammie, I think you forgot to change yer name ;P
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:32 PM
Check, Siouxie!
Google reports that it was Leslie Hornby.
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 02:33 PM
Hey! We should all come work where you work. You're lucky, the guy I know got escorted out of the building.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | January 23, 2007 at 02:33 PM
*Belch*
Hey man, that sure wasn't Patron or Cuervo in those Ritas! What kind of rot gut was that?
*staggers down the fairway, looking for the Hole in One*
Posted by: Meditrina | January 23, 2007 at 02:33 PM
As I said, Whikky liked to sleep next to me in the bed so all of this took place in close proximity to my right thigh. Thus, the memories, like the scars, still linger.
It was kind of like being at a family reunion and seeing 'that' cousin messing with something flammable. It happens far too fast for you to do much more than get ready to duck, but you've got such a clear mental picture of what's coming that time slows to let you fully appreciate everything leading up to the 'event'.
Been six years since Whikky passed along. Now I have HairyCat, a Hymilayan mix who may well have inherited a bit of her spirit. He's quite bright and professionally cute. Rather than chase his tail he likes to play fetch with his toy mousies. Yes, he now sleeps next to my side and yes, if you put it in my hand I can toss a mousie in my sleep, as he's well aware.
Posted by: KCSteve | January 23, 2007 at 02:35 PM
Geezer bus suddenly getting awfully crowded.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:36 PM
Or Leslie Lawson, depending on which link you click.
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 02:36 PM
KC, My Tanha (Beautiful Maine Coon cat) used to like to play fetch, too! She had stuffed animals we would toss down the hall for her, and she could be quite acrobatic about catching them!
Posted by: sthnbelle | January 23, 2007 at 02:39 PM
OK, for first-class seating on the geezer bus, please name the motion picture that had both Twiggy and Ray Charles in it.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 23, 2007 at 02:40 PM
"I can toss a mousie in my sleep" is an image I would rather not contemplate right now
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:40 PM
What is "To Sir With Love, The Sequel" for $400, Alex!!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:45 PM
KC - My Wayside Waif kitty doesn't like to play with toys anymore. He prefers live bait. While exterminating the pests in my kitchen, he found that the OLD bathtub is extra deep and makes a perfect playpen.
Retriever plays second string clean up, and I never have to deal with it. Except a little Clorox Cleanup for the tub. The old one, two. :)
Posted by: Meditrina | January 23, 2007 at 02:47 PM
*ahem*
*singing*
Those school girl dayssssssss
Of, telling tales and biting nails are goneeeee
But, as I leave, I know they will, still live on and on..
*bows*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:48 PM
Crank up that geezer bus, boys...I'm a coming in!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 23, 2007 at 02:49 PM
There's a game reserve about 1 1/2 hours drive from here where I've seen a Hippo called Twiggy, story goes that the poster girl for abstinence actually named the hippo during a visit here about 15 years ago. What is the difference between a counterfeit Dollar and Twiggy?..... a counterfeit Dollar is a phony buck.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:49 PM
if this is really the geezer bus, we all have CRS, unless it's something really useless from our extreme youth such as the words to any popular ad jingle. So if you can complete the line -"You'll wonder where the yellow went when-?" or "Choo-choo Charlie was an -?" (Bonus points - what made the train run?) you are also qualified as a geezer.
Mot- If you didn't have Pepsodent® where you were, I'm sure you have similar examples.
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 02:50 PM
& *snork* @ Mot
Posted by: mm | January 23, 2007 at 02:52 PM
Sorry, the answer we were looking for is "The Blues Brothers"
However, as a parting gift we have a 2 DVD musical retrospective of the life of Britney Spears!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 23, 2007 at 02:53 PM
Strange as it may seem we used to have pepsodent and it was the only jingle I recognized. Our version went, "you'll wonder where the dullness went." As kids we used to sing "you'll wonder where your dentures went when you brush your teeth with wet cement."
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | January 23, 2007 at 02:55 PM