Gail, you already know that when I saw this at work I blew a gasket. Not the actual thing, of course, just the illustration. I am now at home experimenting on my own contraption: a squirrel kazoo. Trying to figure out which end to blow into.
That thing might work for about five seconds. After that you'd be doing nothing but fishing cats out from behind the sofa and under the bed and in the closet and from the hamper and in the sink...
That reminds me of the slave harpsicord in the Adventures of Baron Munchhausen...
Posted by: Major John | February 28, 2006 at 02:33 PM
Gail, you already know that when I saw this at work I blew a gasket. Not the actual thing, of course, just the illustration. I am now at home experimenting on my own contraption: a squirrel kazoo. Trying to figure out which end to blow into.
Posted by: Julie | February 28, 2006 at 03:43 PM
Kinda redefines the whole "kitten on the keys" concept...
Posted by: Scott P | February 28, 2006 at 04:10 PM
That thing might work for about five seconds. After that you'd be doing nothing but fishing cats out from behind the sofa and under the bed and in the closet and from the hamper and in the sink...
Posted by: SeanH | February 28, 2006 at 06:38 PM
...and from your jugular, where their little kitty teeth would be sunken deep.
Posted by: Julie | February 28, 2006 at 07:20 PM
I was hoping it was like a game of "Whack-a-mole"
Posted by: Rob. B | February 28, 2006 at 07:54 PM
"Oh, Roooooooobbbbbbb!!!"
Posted by: CraigC | February 28, 2006 at 08:01 PM
heh heh heh. Whack-A-Mole. I like it.
Posted by: Ana | February 28, 2006 at 08:10 PM
Somehow I imagine myself playing the Meow Mix theme song on that. I want one. But I don't think I have room enough to house all of the animals. :p
Posted by: Mich Mash | February 28, 2006 at 09:06 PM