Since the early 18th century, the St. Bernard dog has rescued unfortunate travelers stranded in the treacherous St. Bernard Pass in the Swiss Alps. Although the famed cask of liquor around their necks may be a figment of cartoon legend, it has inspired a modern day breed of rescue animal: the toilet paper cats who rescue stranded travelers at Bernard’s Truck Stop and Video Poker Parlor in Elko, Nevada.
Hahahahaha.
I love the intrepid look, focusing on the task ahead.
Yes, s/he’s on a mission!
A mission to destroy whoever put that thing around his/her neck?
That would be my mission if I was that kitty.
Maybe kitty is being punished for destroying a TP roll? Like, she’ll hate it so much she’ll never want anything to do with toilet paper again in her life?
A true story that explains why I’d think that: When I was a kid, my grandparents’ dog started killing the neighbors’ chickens. They tied a dead chicken around his neck and made him wear it for a day. Apparently it’s some kind of old ‘folk remedy.’ As far as I know, it worked.
(I once told this story to a co-worker. His response: “Don’t tell my wife that! She’ll tie a dead girl around my neck . . . . “)
Uhhh….
I agree, it must be the result of too much rollplaying.
Oy, vey. I see what you did there.
Hee hee hee!
Great hovertext, NOMTOM!
On Twitter the caption is “Behold, Prince Charmin is here to rescue you!” Lol!
Hee, hee! Don’t squeeze him/her!
My kitty Bailey loved to meow when he walked around with a toy in his mouth. One day I heard him coming down the hallway with what I thought would be one of his usual toys. Instead I look up and he has a whole roll of toilet paper in his mouth just meowing away. I had hoped we could train him to bring a roll to the spare bathroom when needed, but alas it was a one time thing.
How could he meow with a whole roll in his mouth?? Too bad you don’t have documentation, that’s one for The Guinness Book!
His meow would be more like eeeow or owww. We could always tell when he had something he was carrying because of the way he sounded. That was back in the day before cellphones and the ever ready camera.
😀 !
I’m imagining a cat who hears your frantic cries for help, then nonchalantly walks away with said roll of TP.
I think that, next time the bathroom is bleached, the cat’s memory should be included.
Ha!