posted by
purplecthulhu at 11:33am on 24/08/2008
I've always been astounded by the range of body sizes that selective breeding has produced in dogs. As I was going to sleep last night I pondered what a similar approach would have done to house cats. Comparing chihuahua and great dane sized dogs to cats, one might guess that cats as small as mice could be hunting vermin in their own holes, while leopard-sized hunters might be dozing in front of our fireplaces.
I mentioned this to
purpletigron who raised a very valid objection. Would anybody really want something the size of a leopard with the intellectual challenges of Wong! ?
Consider... WONG WONG WONG... dash over here - crash bang.... WONG WONG WONG... ah a lap! Pounce, pin... WONG WONG... time to wriggle! Writhe bash rip rend....
It would all end in tears.
EDIT: my ignorance of breed spellings corrected. Thanks!
I mentioned this to
Consider... WONG WONG WONG... dash over here - crash bang.... WONG WONG WONG... ah a lap! Pounce, pin... WONG WONG... time to wriggle! Writhe bash rip rend....
It would all end in tears.
EDIT: my ignorance of breed spellings corrected. Thanks!
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One thing I have noticed is that the larger cats (and my large cat is fairly big and weighs about 7.5 kilos) climb more than they jump. Definitely a mixed blessing.
also ... chihuahua :-)
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And thanks for catching chihuahua. They can be very annoying, but the pedant in me went ballisitic. ;~)
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You have to make allowances for Wong! being Oriental, and therefore basically Siamese. His half brother Kurt has no brains either.
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Also also, if you want a carnivore that can chase a rodent down its own holes, you can already get a ferret.
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When they're the size of a large sofa. But much heavier.
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Cute and fun when the puppy is 6 inches tall and weighs about 2kg. Not so fun when the puppy is just under 2 feet tall and weighs 36kg, but still jumps on your head when you are, say, lying on the floor and reading the newspaper. Much as I love my Digby-dog, and cute and cuddly as he was as a puppy, I knew he was going to grow up big and never cuddled him on my lap. Next to me, yes, on me, no.
I knew people years ago who had an immaculate, fully coordinated house, with a sleek black leather and chrome couch on one side of their living room, and a grey, battered, broken down couch with 'dog couch, don't sit' spray painted on it, on the other side of the room. They also owned a newfoundland who weighed 95kg and considered laps fair game. They compromised by training him that he wasn't allowed on the 'new' couch, and just tried to keep people from sitting on the 'dog couch'. But they discovered to their aesthetic cost that if they took away the dog couch, no matter what they did, he'd climb up on the expensive couch, because since he'd been a puppy, he was always allowed on at least ***one*** comfy chair. Silly people :)
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