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The $2,500 RibbonThe $2,500 Ribbon

img_2637It might not look like much but that small piece of ribbon has an apparent worth hovering right around $2,500. I’m sure it retailed for less than a dime at one point but, in a process quite similar to that responsible for kopi luwak, it has been imbued with incredible, undeniable value over the course of the past few days. In fact, I’m quite tempted to eBay it and reap what we have so proudly sown.

The ribbon may look a bit worse for wear which is lamentable but given that it was extracted whole from the bowels of Domino it looks pretty damned good. This is typically a non-trivial exercise resulting in discomfort and, in Domino’s case, near baldness as they shaved him from stem to stern about midway up the belly which you can witness below. Seems an awful lot of fur to remove for such a relatively small incision, but now we’re just nitpicking. Given that he was sealed up tighter than oakum on a ship’s hull what with the sacred ribbon fouling up the works, it was either the fur — and, of course, the roughly $2,500 — or the kitty.

img_2635That this isn’t the first time he’s wound up in this situation is moderately frustrating. They haven’t yet constructed the ribbon — or, as we discovered to our considerable disappointment, easter egg basket grass — that he won’t attempt to consume and so our house has over the years developed a ribbon-free force field that we’ve been rather successful at maintaining. Christmas is always a time of fear and anxiety as ribbon arrives from all directions and we’re usually vigilant in extracting and disposing of it before it can find purchase in Domino’s gizzard. But, somehow this piece snuck through the defenses.

Admittedly, when one sits that piece of bloody, biled-up ribbon next to, say, this 52″ HDTV that I’ve had my eye on for quite a while it pales a bit in the comparison. It boggles the mind that they, for all intents and purposes, have similar final value. I still love the pain in the ass animal, but he does anger me at times with his choices of consumables.

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2 Responses to “The $2,500 Ribbon”

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    Daniel Says:

    Good for the kitty that he have a very lovable parent. My cat recently die because some insensible and cruel *U^$&% decide to put some rat venom to a cat food so he can get rid of all the cats in the vicinity where i live. When they are around sometimes they give you headaches but when they are not you really miss them. I miss my little friend so enjoy yours my friend… My cat look exactly like your own and his name was Don Gato (RIP)

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    Bryan Says:

    We need socialized veterinary medicine…where’s Michael Moore? (Snicker snort). No, actually, every time I take one of my cats to the vet, it is seldom less than $300. And we have 3, which is just one away from “Crazy Cat Lady” status.

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