No, actually it was saying "Ubu" because that was the name of the production company that put out Family Ties and Spin City. This is from SitcomsOnline: "Gary David Goldberg's UBU Productions was named after his dog in college Ubu - "Sit UBU sit. Good Dog. Woof!" . He admitted in a 1984 interview that UBU's famous picture was taken in 1972, and that he had died long ago." Ubu was a Black Lab like mine as well.
Man, nobody's called animal control over here yet, so that cat body's in the front yard still. My roomate said she'd do it Monday since I'd be at work all week until today, but she never did. They way I know this is that there were two buzzards (yes, buzzards!) in my front yard this morning dragging the thing around and picking at it. Those things are huge! They don't look a thing like on the cartoons...they almost look like turkeys with a hooked beak and a mean, beady little head. Where the heck do buzzards come from in central/downtown Austin? Time to call the SPCA.
Blend the cat with 16 oz of cold milk. This is a good source of protein. It is also a good fertilizer and personal lubricant.
Those things are disgusting. I once saw a carcass in the middle of the road being picked on by a pair of buzzards. As I got closer, I noticed the carcass was actually another buzzard. I'm guessing it was feeding on some road kill, when it got hit by a car, and then became dinner.
Okay, I've posted like 97 times in my own thread, but I just wanted to bring this one to a conclusion because I think all this animal drama is finally over. Here's what happened... I tried your suggestion, LeGrouper, but the **** tasted nasty, so I decided to go ahead and set the carcass ablaze in the front yard. Then I put the charred remains in a bag and took them to the dumpster down the street. I couldn't really move the body without burning it because it was sooooo freakin raunchy that you couldn't stand near it without puking and it was all dismembered and juicy and stuff...so I had to burn it for transportation reasons. But yeah, its gone now... So to sum up this thread...I found a dog. I put it up for anyone that wanted it. It ran away. The same day a cat died in my front yard. The cat decomposed and the possums drug it about for a day or two. Then, buzzards showed up. Then I set the cat on fire and took it to the dumpster.
