Much iconography that was once taken for granted as part of our culture now means nothing to people. Does any youth of today understand that a Napolean hat = crazy?
This is exactly what conservatives warned us would happen in a godless nation.
If you want to work as a "counselor" at Camp Bow Wow, dog-sitting service, you're first going to have to sign an "employee confidentiality and non-compete agreement." According to this document, if you ever leave the company, you're forbidden from working at any other pet-sitting service within a 25-mile radius of any Camp Bow Wow for two years. The company explains that it needs to "prevent unauthorized disclosure of our trade secrets." Camp Bow Wow counselors mostly make just above minimum wage. Their chief responsibilities are picking up dog poop and other cleaning duties. [Huff Post
Back in the 1980s, Betty
Burian Kirk got the idea of starting a business spinning dog-hair yarn. Her clients were people who "want to wear something from their dog." She said it was "becoming more and more popular."
Has the trend of "wearing your pet" continued to grow in popularity since the 80s? Well, here at WU we've posted before about people who wear dog-fur sweaters
. So maybe it is a popular thing.
And though Betty
Burian Kirk no longer seems to be in business, a quick google search pulls up plenty of places (such as here
) that'll spin your dog's fur into yarn for you, if that's what floats your boat.
So her middle name is "Burian", not "Burlan". And she's still in business. Her website, bbkirk.com
, offers plenty of info on dog hair — how to collect it, wash it, pricing, etc. Plus, she has a Gallery of Dog Hair Items
Original page here.
Do we dare to believe this Weekly World News
article? Well, the case was reported a year prior in a reputable newspaper.
The owners of a 3 year old Great Dane
took him to the vet because he was groaning and trying to throw up. After x-rays showed a mass of something in his stomach, the vet decided to operate. The surgery progressed something like a magician pulling hankies out of his pocket as the vet pulled sock after sock out of the dog's stomach. It was 43 in all pictured above. Fortunately the doggie came through just fine. Man, I'd hate to have to foot the bill for that though!
Back in 1946, a British fox terrier named Ben won international acclaim for his ability to say the phrase, "I want one." I found a brief account of Ben and his fame in Unexplained Phenomena: A Rough Guide Special
A smooth-haired fox-terrier called Ben, belonging to Mr and Mrs Brissenden of Royston, Hertfordshire, was the subject of two articles in the Daily Mirror in August 1946. A Mirror reporter had visited Ben the previous day, and several times he had heard the little terrier say, clearly and distinctly, "I want one", evidently expressing desire for a cup of tea, a biscuit and other doggy treats. His voice was described as "dark brown" and "a rich baritone", low-pitched and authoritative. The reporter found it quite uncanny the way Ben used different tones of voice in making his requests, "from the wheedling note to the gruff, demanding one".
Contacted by the Mirror, two eminent veterinary surgeons, Professor W.C. Miller and Dr. W. Wooldridge, went to Royston to examine the talking dog. To them he duly made his usual remark, "I want one... oh-h-h... I want one". Professor Miller observed: "In all my experience I have never heard a dog so nearly simulate the human voice." Dr Wooldridge added: "The most amazing thing is that Ben does actually use his mouth and, to some extent, his tongue, to formulate and control the words. He cuts his words clearly, and appears to use his tongue to change from one word to another." while the experts discussed his case in Mrs Brissenden's front room, Ben romped around them with a ball.
Ben became so famous that he was featured in an ad campaign for Comptometer adding-calculating machines that ran in American magazines such as Newsweek
- May 4, 1947
My parents had a welsh terrier that said the word "Out" whenever it wanted to go out. Although the way he said it was "Oooouuuuttttt!". Unfortunately we never thought to film him saying it.
In 1937, the Journal of Heredity
(vol 28, no. 3). published an article about an unusual kitten that looked very much like a dog. The kitten was called "Nonesuch."
this little animal — now about two months old — is about the queerest looking creature one could hope to set eyes upon. Its face is that of a black, white, and yellow spotted dog. Its ears are quite long and sharp-pointed. It has the short whiskers of a puppy. The hind legs are amusingly bowed. It has a stub tail. What makes the nonesuch even more unusual appearing is the short smooth dog hair all over its cat-like body.
From the very moment of its birth, which was about twelve hours after the rest of the litter, the nonesuch was surprisingly independent in its actions. It was born with its eyes open, and was able to crawl a little — two characteristics quite unknown to new-born kittens.
The nonesuch acts both like a cat and a dog. While it makes a noise like a cat, it sniffs its food like a dog. Nothing delights the nonesuch more than gnawing a bone in a very dog-like manner.
However, although Nonesuch looked like a dog, she was definitely a cat, which she proved by giving birth to a litter of kittens a year later.