Today is National Cat Day. I am not sure what one is supposed to do on National Cat Day but in that the Internet seems to project a sense that cats rule the United States if not the world, I felt I would be remiss in not noting it. Also, I own a rather handsome, black and white cat, who looks like the cat in the above picture and is staring at me intently as I write this.
So, it occured to me that an adult owning a cat and an adult playing with a toy have this in common: They do not result from a sense of necessity…unless of course you have a lot of mice.
I own, thanks to Wicked Cool Toys, a mechanical cat paw–(see below).
I mentioned to someone, rather proudly I might add, that I was in possession of a mechanical cat paw and he responded by asking me what it was for? I was taken aback by the question because it have never occured to me that someone would ask my what the function was.
So, I mentioned that if I pulled the trigger, the paw end of the leg kind of waved so it would be good for any of the following:
1. Making a movie if there was a scene where a hero cat needed to press an elevator button or steer a boat.
2. If I need to tap someone on the shoulder who was six inches beyond my reach.
3. If I needed to pull a bottle of catsup towards me in a diner if it was, again, six inches beyond my reach.
That's all I've got. Happy National Cat Day.