Archive for February, 2008

A Very Silent Night

Tuesday, February 19th, 2008


A Christmas Number One in New Zealand – raised funds for Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.

Could this be a 2008 Christmas release for the UK – don’t expected to hear it on Radio 1 as its completely inaudible to the human ear. Recorded using high frequencies only picked up by dogs.

BBC NEWS 18th Feb 2008

The track, which raised NZ$22,000 (£8,900), could now be released in the US and Australia, the spokesman added.

He said the reaction from listeners had been varied.

“The most violent one was a dog that physically attacked the radio when it was played and went quite berserk and totally destroyed it.

“On the other side of the scale, they just lay down and did nothing,” he added.

For Sale – Puppy – £75,000

Saturday, February 16th, 2008

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Never a huge fan of Schwarzenegger movies but you may remember “The Sixth Day” a film released in 2000 and set in 2020. Arnold stumbles into a clone of himself uncovers conspiracy and saves the planet – honest that was the plot.

Anyway Arnold ‘s family pet had passed away so he checked out the local commercial cloning service

Just bring your dying pet to “Re-Pet” and have him cloned so that he can continue to live with you.

From BBC News Friday 15th Feb 2008

A South Korean company says it has taken its first order for the cloning of a pet dog. A woman from the United States wants her dead pitbull terrier – called Booger – re-created.

RNL Bio is charging the woman, from California, $150,000 (£76,000) to clone the pitbull using tissue extracted from its ear before it died.

The work will be carried out by a team from Seoul National University, where the first dog was cloned in 2005.

The firm is expecting hundreds more orders for pets over the next few years and also plans to clone dogs trained to sniff out bombs or drugs.

The thin edge of the wedge?

New Vid of Harry

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

Hope you like the video I’ve made of Harry’s first few weeks of life.  Also in the vid I’ve revealed his new Kennel Club registered name, just in case you’ve missed it, it’s Rancecraig Just Harry.  We got to choose Harry’s name ourselves and for anyone who is not a Harry Potter fan (yes, guilty as charged and no, I’m not receiving any psychiatric help), the name is from the first movie , Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.  Harry says upon meeting Hagrid for the first time ‘I’m Harry, just Harry’ don’t know why but its always stuck with me and we always knew what we were going to call our new pup. 

I would just like to say a big thank you to Liz Craig (Rancecraig) our wonderful breeder who has put up with a lot of visits prior to getting Harry and for giving Harry the best possible start in life which is evident in the way he has settled into his new home.

Harry Cocker

Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

A Day In The Life Of A Cat & Dog

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

The Dog’s Diary

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8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

12:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!

1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 PM – Dinner! My favorite thing!

7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!

11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

The Cat’s Diary

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Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine l avishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates

and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.

Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear,

I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an Attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.

I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly

demonstrates my capabilities.

However, they merely made condescending comments about

what a “good little hunter” I am. B**tards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.

I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.

However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my

confinement was due to the power of “allergies.”

I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one

of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking.

I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and Snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and

seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously Retarded.

The bird must be an informant.

I observe him communicate with the Guards regularly.

I am certain that he reports my every move.

My captors have arranged protective custody for him in

an Elevated Cell, so he is safe.

For now.

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