Three and a half years ago I posted a selection of the best cat tattoos (“Cattoos,” I called them; be sure to look at the last one!). The thing was that these were all inked on people. Now some misguided Russian fellow has decided to give himself and his cat matching tattoos.
Do I need to advise readers, “DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME”? It is of course cruel to tattoo your cat (even if it is a Sphynx), but I had to show this anyway. It’s from a piece in Jezebel called “Total jackass gives his cat a tattoo,” and has this description:
People do a lot of stupid things to themselves, and it’s not generally a problem. But when they start doing things to pets, it becomes awful very quickly. Witness this poor cat with a tattoo. Apparently pet tattooing has become a trend in Russia’s Republic of Tatarstan, where the owner, a 24-year-old tattoo artist, lives. Not surprisingly, the idiotic owner is in trouble with animal rights activists, but he sees nothing wrong with the fact that he gave his hairless cat Coco a permanent necklace. As if anesthetizing a cat (can you imagine trying to do this on an alert kitty?) and marking up her body isn’t bad enough, the asshole also misspelled Carpe Diem as “Carpe Deem.” At least Coco can’t read so she’s spared total humiliation—though if she ever notices the giant tattoo of her face that her owner has on his forearm, the shame just might be enough to do her in.
As a palliative, I offer this photo that a reader sent me. Yes, it’s a tad salacious, but your eyes should be on the lovely cat tattoo:
Any readers with tattoos (cats or otherwise) should feel free to confess at this point. On my 40th birthday my lab bought me a gift certificate for a fruit-fly tattooat a local ink emporium, but I never got it. I always wonder if the kids (and Hollywood actors) who bedeck themselves with tattoos now will regret it when they’re older. Skin sags, gets wrinkled, weight goes on, and the tattoos won’t be cool anymore anyway.
This clip is from the Cincinnati Zoo, with the YouTube notes:
Savanna the Cheetah and her d*g friend Max play in the snow, in the cheetah yard. Savanna and Max have been together since September 2012. Savanna was born in June of 2012 and Max was her play friend growing up.
Such beautiful animals (I’m referring to the cheetah); I wonder how they deal with snow? They apparently take it in stride.
h/t: P, Gravelinspector