Back in the days before Facebook, I would never have learned that my high school marching band drum major's daughter's friend's domesticated bobcat had been toilet-trained.
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It's perhaps not as impressive as doing it w/ a domesticated bobcat, but our house-cat is also trained to use the toilet rather than a litter box. He doesn't flush, but alerts us to flush for him by scratching the back of the toilet seat.
Brilliant pos, Eric! On the same subject, I was so excited to find my junior high school girlfriend on Facebook recently. (The 8th grade "relationship" lasted about 10 days, I believe, but there was a great game of footsie in English class once.) After two months, I'm thinking that memory and mystery ("Wow, those were the days. I wonder what would have happened if we had stuck it out? I wonder what ever happened to her?") are far superior to actual, quotidian knowledge ("Oh, her cat is potty training and her kids are just as snot-nosed as mine.")
Social media can rectify some of the injustices of the past. A college English professor once scrawled a comment in the margin of one of my papers that a certain of my sentences was well written, but wondered if it was my own. It was. According to Facebook, my former professor is still an ABD.
It's perhaps not as impressive as doing it w/ a domesticated bobcat, but our house-cat is also trained to use the toilet rather than a litter box. He doesn't flush, but alerts us to flush for him by scratching the back of the toilet seat.
Posted by: Matt | April 19, 2010 at 03:03 PM
Brilliant pos, Eric! On the same subject, I was so excited to find my junior high school girlfriend on Facebook recently. (The 8th grade "relationship" lasted about 10 days, I believe, but there was a great game of footsie in English class once.) After two months, I'm thinking that memory and mystery ("Wow, those were the days. I wonder what would have happened if we had stuck it out? I wonder what ever happened to her?") are far superior to actual, quotidian knowledge ("Oh, her cat is potty training and her kids are just as snot-nosed as mine.")
Posted by: Facebooked | April 19, 2010 at 05:18 PM
Maybe you would have learned it, but the hard way.
Posted by: Orin Kerr | April 20, 2010 at 01:33 AM
Is the cat Ginormous or is the toilet really small?
Posted by: Chris | April 21, 2010 at 01:05 PM
Chris: it's a bobcat...think Lynx. they are larger than domesticated kitties.
Posted by: Burt | April 21, 2010 at 01:21 PM
now how many will post this post on their facebook page??
Posted by: Instalaunch | April 21, 2010 at 02:30 PM
I knew there was a reason I am reluctant to have a Facebook page.
Posted by: jgreene | April 21, 2010 at 02:46 PM
Those folks are lucky that cat has a sense of humor. There is no way I'd trust a bobcat to stay "domesticated" any longer than he just wants to.
Posted by: tom | April 21, 2010 at 06:26 PM
How do I train my 4 cats to do that?
Posted by: Judy | April 22, 2010 at 08:59 AM
Charles Mingus, the jazz bassist, wrote a pamphlet about how to toilet-train your cat.
No, seriously.
http://www.mingusmingusmingus.com/Mingus/cat_training.html
Posted by: Pence | April 22, 2010 at 04:39 PM
Social media can rectify some of the injustices of the past. A college English professor once scrawled a comment in the margin of one of my papers that a certain of my sentences was well written, but wondered if it was my own. It was. According to Facebook, my former professor is still an ABD.
Posted by: Christianmarks.wordpress.com | May 02, 2010 at 10:17 PM