Nightmare on Elmeow Street: Curious Cat Wants to Know…
To prove my fondness for canines, I asked my pet to post the photo on the left of me with Penny, one of the pups with whom I coexist. She is a cute little thing, isn’t she? A bit kibble-brained but, to be fair, that is part of her considerable charm.
My other canine companion, Rigby, pictured on the right, is…ah, me-ow, I must admit, quite brilliant, in spite of his clownish mugging for the camera. He is a thinker, and quite the challenging housemate. He is the founder of FETCH (Finding Earth’s True Canine Heroes), an organization devoted to the canonization of faithful dogs. He is angling for his own reality show.
There, now, see? I like dogs. I just happen to think felines have more class. We do not, after all, burp so loudly as to disturb our pets’ rest, or create malodorous blasts of air from our nether regions. Ah, well, I suppose it is simply a matter of one’s preference…which segues nicely to my question of the week:
Imagine…you are alone in a secluded house in the woods. Night arrives and with it a terrible thunder storm. The electricity fails and you descend with a flashlight to the dark cellar to inspect the fuse box. The door locks behind you, and you realize you are not alone. You will be trapped until morning, when a neighboring cat (oh, okay, fine…and a dog, too) hears your wails and runs for help. With whom would you choose to be trapped and why? Please choose from the following:
a) Hannibal Lecter; b) Freddie Krueger; c) Lizzie Borden; d) The Joker; or e) Lady GaGa.
Consider your answers carefully. Remember, I’m aiming for world domination here, so I need to know these things.