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TOP NEWS STORY

NEW STUDY VALIDATES FELINE AEROBICS

Stockholm. The debate over feline aerobics is over, according to a new study by The Swedish Meatball Institute for Healthy Felines (SMIHF). "We not only have conclusive evidence that feline aerobic exercises have many benefits," says Dr. Youbet Yurr-Bloatenbottem, director of the Institute. "But you have to do the RIGHT exercises. Otherwise, you're wasting your time and expending energy when you may just as well be sleeping."

In fact, that was the problem with earlier studies that concluded aerobics offered no benefit.  "They were looking at the WRONG exercises," claims Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem.

"The benefits of proper aerobic exercise," he continues, "include increased appetite, more need for sleep, less energy, stronger aversion to water, and decreased tolerance for dogs."

So which exercises are wrong, and which ones are right? Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem offers the following guidelines:

Tail fwappes, NOT swishes. The tail swish, touted by many personal trainers as THE exercise of the new millennium, is a random tail movement that originates with the tail connector. "It's nonsense," sighs Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem. "What a waste. All that pointless energy, right down the drain." Instead, Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem recommends the fwappe (sixteen a day - no more, no less), a series of decisive flicks of the tail. "But the sequence is critical! You must do two fwappes to the left and one to the right, followed by three to the right and four to the left.  Any deviation in sequence, and you might as well be snoring."

For variety, Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem endorses donut-shaped weights that you can easily slide onto your tail and fasten with Velcro.  "You can buy a fine set at the Swedish Meatball Institute for Healthy Felines.  Or, if you can't make it to our Institute, you can purchase tail weights online by logging onto the SMIHF site.

Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem also suggests that felines who want to get in shape try the Catnip, which is a variation of the Grapevine movement practiced by humans. However, since the Catnip involves a great deal of bouncing around and coordination, Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem acknowledges that beginners should stick with the basic fwappe.  "And, for those who are truly athletically-challenged, there's also lunging at imaginary mice to build up those pawzoids.  Any cat worth its whiskers should already be a pro at that maneuver, and mindless repetition of the lunge is key to developing excellent pawzoid definition," Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem concludes.

The Morning Hairball's own health and beauty columnist, Felinadonna, is currently evaluating the SMIHF program.  In the event that Felinadonna has a problem with it, Dr. Yurr-Bloatenbottem already has his rebuttal in place: "Felinadonna will tire herself just thinking about all that exercise.  See, the benefits of my program work for everyone; you have but to think about SMIHF's techniques, and you'll wear yourself out. Why don't you get ready for beddie-bye right now, eh? Probably a good time for a nap - the benefits of my program are indisputable."


 

 


BOOK REVIEW

Don't Just Snore                      on the Floor!
20 Exotic Cat Naps that will Challenge Your Nine Lives

by Sly Van Snoozer

Sure, any feline can catch a few Zs on the back of a couch, a pillow, or windowsill.  Big deal-isn't that what we're built to do?. But have you ever caught 10.5 winks while hanging by your tail from a chandelier during a major dinner party - and gone unnoticed? That's the kind of thrill author and professional sleepster Sly Van Snoozer brings you in his comprehensive and tantalizing new self-help best-seller, Don't Just Snore on the Floor!  Van Snoozer, a TV personality who appears regularly on Good Night Felines with his sleep tips, shows you how to turn sleep from a biological function into an art form.

Each of Van Snoozer's exotic "sleep ventures" has been tried and tested; his descriptions are replete with photos, schematics, and charming anecdotes. Van Snoozer explains, for example, how he actually debuted the aforementioned chandelier escapade during a black-tie event held at the State Department while he was serving as the government's top international mouser. The only diplomat who noticed his presence was a former aboriginal hunter whose poison dart blowgun happened to be in the shop for recalibration. "Coulda been bad," Van Snoozer writes in his crisp, punchy tone. Other famous Van Snoozer snoozes include napping atop the flag pole on the opening day of the baseball season at Boston's Fenway Park, and sleeping in the grand piano at Carnegie Hall while the New York Philharmonic performed a Beethoven symphony.

If you're suffering from a lackluster sleep life, Van Snoozer's book may be just what you need to bring a little P(izzazz) into your Zs!

Note: Don't Just Snore on the Floor! is only available online from the publisher. Before purchasing it, you must sign a waiver of rights and an indemnification form absolving the publisher, the author, and any future descendants of the publisher or author from any liability due to injuries incurred during sleep stunts.


 

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Miss Hissy's
"Fits"

You know what REALLY hisses me off ...?

With all this talk about No-Hair Shelly and the bad haircut, no one in this colony has had the guts to discuss the real issue: retaliation! (Editor's note: In the August 7 edition of The Morning Hairball, Shelly reported that her human valets gave her an unauthorized, and embarrassingly bad, haircut. Felinadonna suggested a quick hair replacement technique.) Let me tell you, if humans gave ME a bad haircut, they'd rue the day that hairclippers were ever invented! For every strand of fur they'd clip, I'd pluck THREE strands of hair from their heads while they slept. And I'd clip FIVE from their nose, and SEVEN from their armpits, and NINE from their legs. And then I'd remove hair from places I won't even get into! Just let those humans try to give ME a bad haircut!!! 

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Felinadonna's
"Purrrfect Living"

Dear Felinadonna,

EVEN MORE ON HAIRLESS WONDERS!!!!

Furry Readers. No-Hair Shelly's predicament has opened up the floodgate of opinion, suggestions, and outrage.  Here's just one sample of the mailing flowing into my inbox as a result of this dreadful occurrence:

To Shelly, via Felinadonna,

Be really careful when outdoors; you can get a bad sunburn, no kidding. You need to stay in the shade or have sunblock slathered all over you. If you can find some human sunblock, knock it to the floor, and somehow get the goo spread around then roll yourself well in it. I am really sorry you have such a stupid human. My person would never do such a thing; if she dared, I would knock everything not nailed down onto the floors and bat the stuff around, breaking everything in sight, then I'd spill her coffee all over her hard drive, then hang from my front claws on the curtains till they shred or drop or both. Then I'd kiss up to the neighbors and MOVE.  Hopefully your fur comes in real nice.

Calliope


Dear Calliope:

Your umbrage is well taken and shared by many members of the MeowMail community. Just one piece of advice: check out the neighbors' vittles before you pack your bags. You know what they say -- the mice are always chewier in someone else's basement!
 

Talk back to Felinadonna: felinadonna@meowmail.com



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Reboot
"Recommends"

Software Review

How Things Break
Volume 1: The Complete Guide to Neutering Your Human's Computer
Windowsill LE (Litterbox Edition), Windowsill 9x, Windowsill 2000

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Think of how much good your humans could accomplish if they didn't spend so much time fiddling with their desktops, trying to keep Word from crashing, and aimlessly surfing the Net. Why, they could feed you 10 times a day, fetch your toys for hours at a time, or even brush off all your loose fur as you shed it. And, if humans didn't care so much about their computers, they'd let you walk on the keyboard, nap on the printer, or even paw at the monitor.

You'll never be able to reason with humans, but you can shape their silly behaviors by initiating a little rage against the machine and, effectively, shutting it down. Volume 4 of the How Things Break series gives you everything you need to know to sabotage your human's computer, from the most innocuous acts (like jamming fur into the monitor port to create a maddeningly intermittent connection) to blatant acts of techno-feline terrorism (like puking into the monitor's air vents or using the CD ROM caddy as a litterbox).

The CD is organized around the very clever and slick Destructo Navigator, which makes it a snap to plan your breaking mission. Simply click the appropriate icon on the Navigator (computer, monitor, keyboard, printer, etc.), and enter the level of havoc you'd like to wreak (ranging from mild nuisance to total neutering). Next, enter your skill level (novice, intermediate, advanced, or psycho-destructo cat), and the level of repercussion you're willing to endure (from scolding and grounding to swift kick and permanent banishment from the home office). Finally, click on the Shut 'em Down button, and you'll then be treated to beautiful step-by-step multimedia demonstration of how to do your dirty work.

The Destructo counter keeps track of all the progress you've made in laying your plans and then executing them.  You can also compare your accomplishments with the masters' by entering the Hall of Shame, which contains statistics of some of the best high-tech breakage of all time as well as photos documenting the dirty work of techno cats around the world. You can also upload pix of your achievements onto the How Things Break Web site by following the upload links under the Complete Guide to Neutering Your Human's Computer category. Maybe your handiwork will be featured for all your friends and family to view and appreciate!

And, while you're mastering the skills necessary to vandalize your human valets' computer gear, you can think about how you might apply your new destruction techniques to other smashing missions.  Yes, the Complete Guide to Neutering Your Human's Computer will pay for itself many times over as you cost your humans thousands of dollars and endless hours of frustration and grief. Whoever said that life was all work and no play? 

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Sir Smashalot's
"Breaking News"

Operation: Sartorial Splendor

Mates, 

Now that the offspring of our human valets are getting ready to go back to school, they'll be buying bags full of new, stylish outfits. That means we'll have to work hard, between now and September, to ruin their garments.

We'll begin by tearing holes in their socks.  That's very important, because -- if you tear three holes of just the right size, at just the right intervals - the human children can place their socks inside their loose-leaf binders once they've organized them according to size, shape, and color. While we normally don't like to see humans organized, we do make exceptions for the young 'uns; it makes it twice as much fun to throw their belongings into disarray once they grow up.

We continue by ruining specific articles of clothing. Here, we break into teams. Long-haired cats (and felines with particularly sharp claws) are encouraged to shed on, and then shred, sweaters, vests, and jackets.  Short-haired felines can stick with the more routine tasks of defacing blue jeans, t-shirts, and hats.

From my command post, I'll offer directions and keep the campaign on course. By the time the young humans get back to their classrooms, they won't have one brand-new garment to call their own.

And that's just the way we like it.  Right, mates?

 
Talk back to Sir Smashalot: sirsmashalot@meowmail.com



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Klericat's
"Kompulsive Surveys"

Survey of the Week

Please use a #2 claw, and compute all percentages to three decimal points. I'll ask you to turn in your worksheets along with your answers.

Food Scraps

1. How often does your human valet eat like a slob and drop food on the floor?

2. On average, how many pieces of food do you find under the table each night?

3. What percentage of the food falls into the following categories: A. protein, B. carbohydrate,  C. starch?

4. On average, how much foraging time do you have before the humans break out the broom or vacuum cleaner?

6. How many different recipes could you make with the droppings after a typical meal?

7. How many of these treats do you suppose your humans would enjoy, if you offered to do the cooking for them?


Please email your answers promptly.

Klericat's Kompulsive Surveys. Because cats count.

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Socratail's
"Mewslings"

A question to ponder:

If the early bird catches the worm, what time do you arise in the morning to catch the early bird?

Talk back to Socratail: socratail@meowmail.com

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Fat Cat's
"BIG BIZ & PERSONAL FINANCE"
Q. The eldest in my litter has been accepted to the leading business schools in the country, but has decided instead to open a catnip concession stand on the local boardwalk. My spouse and I are both company cats and have dedicated our lives to climbing the rungs. As execu-cats, we're devasted by little Beepop's decision. Would you consider talking some sense into him?

A.  A. For your information, that's how I started my career in business. My father, too, wanted me to go to B-School, but I opted for the real thing, opening a sparkling toilet water stand at the local park. From there, I began importing authentic hairball crafts from Iceland. Then I hit the big time when I bought a whisker replacement company and later started the Whisker Club for Cats. Where do you suppose I'd be if I'd gone to business school? I'd probably be punching someone else's clock in an investment bank or leeching off a BDC (big dumb company) as a management consultant. Instead, I've made millions, and so can little Beepop. And by the why, I'm not only the president of Whisker Club for Cats, I'm also a member and the chief stockholder. Meow to you, too! 

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