Local blogger Edgy Mama recently posted about her son’s seemingly unquenchable desire to have a canine companion, even after a “failed rescue experiment” with an Australian cattle dog. Yet, her husband simply isn’t interested in getting another pet. So, what’s a kid to do? Well, to hear EM tell it, a taking out a hit might be an option. Here’s a sample:
“Yesterday, I was driving the boy home from school yesterday and he suddenly asked: ‘Mom, can we get a dog when Daddy dies?’”
For more family fun, check out Edgy Mama here.
While we’ve got you, there’s been some talk at the Xpress about starting a weekly, online pets column. Anyone feel like weighing in on the idea? Have any pet-related stories you’d want to share?
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Her blog is wonderful and so is she. As far as the pets, couldn’t there be a local dog whisperer who uses crystals and energy nodes to create a positive vortex for their American-canines? :)
I love my cats, but I’d rather kill my cats than listen to a bunch of people prattle on about their pets.
LOL Jason, all the love in the world can’t snuff the hate of one candle burning…
and remember, every silver lining has its cloud, too.
I have no idea what you are talking about, and I also think you are quoting that Grateful Dead song with the video where they turned into skeletons. So no points for you.
Thanks, zen. You’re wonderful too! I actually wrote an article about a renowned pet psychic who makes her home in Black Mountain. It ran last spring, I think, in the “other” paper.
Jason, most people LOVE to read about pets. You’ve just got to have an uniquish angle. So if you were going to kill your cats, how would you do it?
Thanks for the pimp, Steve!
A recent survey showed that 60% of Americans believed in angels; invisible people with wings sent from heaven to watch over you. I would say that 60% is most, so therefor most Americans are idiots, so it doesn’t surprise me that most people like to read about pets.
If I had to kill my cats, I’d do something nice, like take my wife out to dinner, so she would at least be happy about having a good meal, and then come home and kill the fat one. She’d be asleep by the door, so I’m sure that I could choke her out before she could get away. Now the skinny one, I don’t know about, she’s quick. I’d probably trap her in the bathroom and throw her in a full tub of water with a plugged in clock radio floating in it.
Then we’d have a funeral and I’d cry.
I guess i’d rather hear people prattle on about the boring lives of their pets than to hear someone prattle on about the details of how they’re gonna snuff theirs.
I guess it’s just a matter of how we prefer to look at things, mister point-awarder. Is America half-full of idiots or half empty of them, finally?
Which one of those options makes me a negative nilly? That would be the one I am going to go for.
As far as me killing my cats go. I was asked a question, in good humor, and I answered it, with my tongue planted firmly in my cheek. Perhaps you should try to hone your chi long enough until you get a sense of humor, and then read my comments.
Hey Jason, I have a one fat cat and one skinny cat too! Maybe we’re related.
I posted some photos of the skinny one on the bloggie today, and if you want to scroll down to the cat porn post, you can read about the fat guy. O wait, you don’t like to read other people’s pet prattle.
But I’m betting you’ll wanna read the kitty porn post…
Keep up the feistiness, boys. It’s making me snort my coffee.
I like that. A “negative nilly.”
As far as having a sense of humor, i have a real sense of humor – no, not the Al Gore kind – but being effervescently bemused at feline electrocution, even if only half serious, is a bit outside even that box. I’m thinking you like the shock value, mmmmKay?
If I was going for shock value I would’ve done something much more horrible to my cat, like grind it up in a lawnmower. I couldn’t do that to poor Patsy.
So, am I hearing that a pet column is a good idea, or not? Maybe I could write a weekly pet column, and Bugg could write a weekly pet-snuff sidebar? Let’s brainstorm here, people!
Does anyone know if I made Molton mad or something to deserve that cartoon in this week’s Xpress?
You’re kind of amazing, Jason. You prattle about prattlers and try to get us to imagine the electrocution your pets, then seriously wonder why someone depicted you as a doomed bug, and the people who respond to you as homespun troll-watchers.
You secretly love it, and just wanted to point out to us simple folk that Molton noticed you.
But then, you’re tied up with Grey’s Cholecystectomy at the moment, aren’t you? :)