I'm sitting in a house this afternoon and the lady has seven (7!) animals: 3 dogs, 4 cats. One the cats jumps up on a table near me and I notice it has a deformed little stump of a table and large back haunches. I say, "Is your cat a Manx? I have a Manx."
The woman then proceeds to tell me that her cat is actually a cat-rabbit hybrid. According to her, back in the 60s, scientists combined rabbit sperm with a cat's egg an implanted the petri dish baby in a cat and two months later..Viola! A cabbit was born.
I didn't believe a word of this. I really struggled to find a way to tell the woman that she was full of shit. But she believed it so much and the cat did look funny. It's legs looks kind of rabbity. She pointed out that dogs and wolves can mate.
"But they're both in the same family, both canines," I said.
"Horses and mules have donkeys."
"Same family. I don't know if rabbits and cats are the same family." (They're not. It's impossible. The cabbit is myth. Her "cabbit" was actually a Manx with a spine and leg deformity.)
Apparently if a "scientist" is involved, genetically impossible things are possible. Point in fact, I'm always telling Andy that he can say anything and get away with it if he prefaced bizarre statements with "as a scientist, I can tell you..."
Which leads me to the next item. Andy announced this weekend, "As a scientist, I can tell you that the Bozone Layer is mostly composed of 1950s television clowns."
I just like to picture Bozo floating in space.
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