Chin Yui Yat Sang (Theme song from the movie "The Killer" (1989) directed by John Woo) - Sally Yeh
If dogs could speak...
Sunday, November 13, 2005
 
Traitor
At the Weschester Cat Show in New York this week, a memorial service will be dedicated to a dog, attended by over 300 cats. The dog, a Schnauzer-Siberian Husky mix named Ginny, was already awarded Cat of the Year status in 1998 and died this past August at age 17.

In her life, she had a long and brave career finding and rescuing cats from dumb things as they are known to do. She has dug through boxes of broken glass to find an injured cat inside, and thrown herself at construction debris to help bring out cats that are trapped underneath. Until her death, she would go out with her owner, Philip Gonzalez, to find stray cats around the Long Beach, N.Y. area so he could feed them, and in some cases bring them home with Ginny. Gonzalez has written two books, The Dog Who Rescues Cats: The Story of Ginny and a sequel, The Blessing of the Animals: True Stories of Ginny, the Dog Who Rescues Cats. He also established a web site, Ginny Fan Club, to commemorate the dog and solicit donations to provide food and care for injured or lost and homeless cats.

While this is a pretty heartwarming story, it once again proves that we dogs are vastly superior to cats. They are just lame creatures prone to getting into trouble, and too feeble to help themselves. Sheesh, how many times do they have to fall into a well or get stuck up a tree? The only thing good coming out of this is that with Ginny now dead, the Cat of the Year award may go back to a real cat, so we don't have to share in their own shame. And one more thing that the cats are probably too dumb to know yet. Part of the Ginny Fund will go toward spaying and neutering of cats. Annihilating the entire species and improving the animal kingdom. Please donate generously. Muahahaha...

Comments:
Haha, that's the ultimate insult.
 
So, at a cat show, what do they do? Wander about aimlessly, or look for folks in opposite color clothing that they might shed? Cats. Hmph.
 
John,
They wander around, sniffing each other's butts. Oh wait, that's what we dogs do.
 
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