A Peanut Butter Jar Masacre

Okay... There are so many things wrong with this story, I do not have a clue where to begin.

A cat in Tennessee survived 19 days with a peanut butter jar stuck on his head. (*Inserted moment for readers to read the previous sentence again...*). Apparently, the family tried their best to catch the pet, but it kept running from them. I must ask this question...how can a cat retain its lively speed and agility with a jar stuck on its head?! It also must be noted that this was a very chubby cat. They just let this cat hide out for 19 days with a fairly heavy object (well, for a cat anyway) stuck on its head. Ever since I read this story, I have been trying to imagine these people attempting to capture this poor creature. "Oh thats it for now, honey, he's under the couch, how about we take another stab at it sometime later on next week or so."
And how in the name of all that is good and pure did this fat cat even get into this dilemma? I mean, did he jump onto the kitchen counter and help himself to an empty (I presume its empty...hmm...or was it?) peanut butter jar that was sitting out and about...minus the lid? Or did he find it rolling around on the floor and had it mistakened for his toy ketchup bottle?

By the way, the owners finally retrieved the cat (named 'Wild Oats'...I will not comment on this name) by catching it with a fishing net after it was too thin and weak to flee. They used oil to slide the jar off from its head. The veterinarian stated that the cat probably survived for as long as it did as result of its excess fat. Hmm. I have a pretty festively plump cat myself. I guess its not so bad, right? ;)

Thats it for this one. I think I am going to go and help myself to a big 'ole jar of peanut butter.


Please stay tuned for my next post where I will discuss a topic that has continued to piss me off to no end --- I am speaking of weather forecasts, including the questionable beings that forecast them.