
"Bring a couple pairs of underwear. I don't know what color the kitten's gonna be."
I'm not sure why or when Cats Doing Stuff became America's favorite pastime, and I'm especially not sure what the fuck we were wasting our time paying attention to before we got all fixated on Cats Doing Stuff. Cats Doing Stuff is the best, no matter how many Cats Doing Stuff videos we watch.
But I particularly like this Cat Doing Stuff video, because it is a video of a cat just having an awesome time. Just makin' it happen. You almost never see a cat enjoying itself without a humiliating undercurrent of craziness/clumsiness/special needs. Cats Doing Stuff videos are by nature undignified. But not this cat. This cat has a plan. This cat is just like, "YUP."
Yup.
If there really is a cougar in Discovery Park, shouldn't the neighborhood and the Seattle PD begin a process of meetings and discussions about procedures and protocols to ensure that it doesn't meet the same fate as a recent feline visitor to Chicago? You can close the park, but the cougar doesn't know it has to stay there, and it may end up on the nearby streets.

A few Sloggers—and my boyfriend—are wondering why I've been in LA all month. I'm down here working on what's called "a non-airing presentation pilot for HBO." Or... "Savage Love," the (potential) TV show. According to a draft of press release that's sitting on my desk here at HBO—in my own office! with a lock on the door! I could be naked in here!—"Savage Love," the (potential) teevee show, "will focus on current events and cultural trends with sex as the filter." I'm hoping to bring a new kind of conversation to TV about sex—an honest conversation, one that's informed without being (too) wonky, funny without being (too) cruel, sexy without being (too) cheesy. Basically, my sex-advice column—but on the teevee!
If any Sloggers are in LA next Thursday or want to come to LA next Thursday to be a part of the live studio audience at the taping of the "Savage Love" pilot—I'll save you a seat, Loveschild!—you can get tickets by clicking here.
I know, right?
Scientists in the UK surveyed 2000 British pet owners about what they liked best about their animal friends. The compiled results revealed the perfect British pet - 49% dog, 35% cat, 9% horse, and 7% rabbit. It has "high energy levels, loves daily walks and sleeps for an average of nine hours, 27 minutes a day."
Here he is—they named him Max:
I conducted my own survey of some Americans (okay one), via IM, and here's the perfect American pet according to my research - 80% pit bull, 10% rabbit-faced, and with a shark for a tail.

A lot, it turns out. I like watching Kitten Mittens A LOT.
Do you know about this place? The text messages I am getting from her are off the charts.
I am holding a brochure for "a ministry of art"—"sculpture" garden by Precious Moments figurine co. Wish u were here!
Now we are on Bob Hope Memorial Drive and just passed a theater that only does Red Skelton tributes.
Did you know Andy Williams is still alive?!
Apparently I can buy a bikini made out of a confederate flag here.
Seems wrong that the Titanic museum here—boasting 400 items that belonged to dead passengers—is billed as "fun for whole family." Still, I think we're going.
We just passed a motel advertising "musical ducks." It's closed so apparently not a hit. Tomorrow we go see show of dancing cats. For real.
I will keep them coming if you like.
How did Keyboard Cat get his official "officially funny" designation? By cracking Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert's shit up.