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...and SCUBA cat and dog...

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Tuesday, March 9, 2010 8:53 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


I saw this on TV a while back; the guy also sky dives with the dog. I thought it was great, and found it on YouTube. Not as cute as astro squirrels, but...
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Scuba diving is a sport enjoyed by millions of people all over the world. You strap on the oxygen tank, wetsuit, mask and fins, sink into the ocean, and you're enveloped by the silence of the deep sea. Schools of shiny reef fish dart back and forth in unison. Stingrays and jellyfish glide by, weightless and graceful. In the distance, you see something else. It's swimming with a fellow scuba diver, and it has a tank and mask of its own. It could be child, but it's too small and looks like it might actually be … furry. As you get closer, you find that it's not a child -- it's a dog. It's Mutley the dog. Mutley the scuba diving dog.

Scuba diving enthusiast and pet lover Gene Alba, of Redding, Calif., is the man responsible for this unusual canine activity. A longtime diver, Alba dreamed up a scuba setup for his shaggy mixed breed, Mutley. Alba had no previous experience building scuba equipment, but his creative thinking and 20-year dive history were all he needed to successfully design a working canine scuba system -- that and about $40,000.

The trick to completing the suit was finding the right balance between floating and sinking in water. Alba sewed built-in pockets on the sides of the wet suit that hold lead weights, which keeps Mutley from rising too high or sinking too low. Her head is outfitted in a custom-made, inverted Plexiglas bubble, which is also weighted. The same principle as a diving bell is at work here. An inverted bell, bowl or bubble holds pressurized air as long as it's kept upright -- but that also makes it harder to submerge. It takes 16 pounds of lead weights around Mutley's bubble to keep her underwater, but still buoyant. (You can learn more about buoyancy in How Scuba Works.)

Alba worked out everything in his backyard pool before taking Mutley into the ocean. After some practice, Mutley became scuba certified aboard a Caribbean cruise ship.

It may seem unusual that Mutley scuba dives, but many dogs like to swim and are highly trainable, so it's not the furthest stretch of the imagination. Cats, on the other hand, aren't known to like getting wet.

Alba and Mutley were a happy scuba diving duo, exploring the shallow waters of the Caribbean and Alba's backyard pool on a regular basis. Things changed about 10 years ago when the pooch alerted Alba to some trouble outside their house. Mutley led her owner to a young cat that was tangled up in chicken wire. The female calico had the wire tight around her neck and was near death. Alba acted fast -- he got some pliers and cut her loose, performed mouth-to-mouth and saved her life. He named his new addition Hawkeye, nursed her back to health and quickly found that Mutley had a new best friend.


The unlikely pair became inseparable -- playing together, sleeping together, skateboarding together and even bathing together. Hawkeye first let Alba know she didn't mind water when she started jumping into the bathtub with Mutley. Before long, Hawkeye began to show a growing interest in her buddy's adventures in the swimming pool, too. One day when Mutley was enjoying a swim, Hawkeye took the plunge herself and did her best "cat paddle."

Alba explains that as long as Hawkeye can keep her face dry, she doesn't mind water. His theory is that she wants to be close to Mutley so much that she tolerates what most cats avoid. Then there's the matter of Hawkeye's figure. The kindest way to describe her is that she's a cat of generous proportions. Alba thinks that when Hawkeye was spayed there was an error in the procedure, which causes her belly to hang down too low. Regardless of the reason, swimming became a great way for Hawkeye to get some exercise without putting stress on her joints.






"I'm just right. Kinda like the sun rising in the east and the world being round...its not a need its just the way it is." The Delusional "Hero", 3/1/10

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 6:13 AM

FREMDFIRMA



That's just friggin awesome - I wonder if I could build a dive bubble for my cat, be funny to watch her reaction to the fish.

"WTFOMG, I WANT, I WAAAANTTTT!"

Hehhehe.

-F

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 6:54 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


What surprises me is the cat WANTING to swim...I've met few who do, and it's always strange to see them paddling along...

Lucky cat and dog, I'd say...not everyone has $40,000 to build a diving bell for their pet!


"I'm just right. Kinda like the sun rising in the east and the world being round...its not a need its just the way it is." The Delusional "Hero", 3/1/10

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 8:19 AM

FREMDFIRMA



Well, Kallista doesn't like to "swim" per se, but she is fascinated by water, so a dive-ball/bell thing that'd allow her to check it out without getting, yanno.. wet, would fascinate her.

She's very attached to me, and as a kitten, dived into the tub several times just cause I was in there, with "holy crap, i'm wet, aieeee" as the immediate reaction, not to mention I like my bath hot enough to boil lobsters in...

She'll also try to eat ANYTHING she sees me stick in my mouth, cause that's just the way she is.

Btw, you think them Raccoons up here are fat, that possum has apparently been using the trash bags folks sit out at night in order to take em to the dumpster en route to work in the morning, as a buffet line, and is now even FATTER than the damn raccoons, i'm surprised the critter can still walk, well, waddle - this is why you're not supposed to set the bags outside like that, but folks are gonna do so, especially when it's so blasted cold out.

I keep chasin her off, cause I worry about her gettin into it with someones dog, but the free food thing is a powerful draw.

That, and the damn groundhogs have come back, sending the maintanence crew into fits, those monsters are so huge were almost gettin wormsign off em, yeesh.

AND those honkin, yakkin, canada geese, some of the most obnoxious critters in all of creation, one of em was goin on and on and had me come to look cause I thought it was a certain pair of residents arguing (loudly, after hours) again, and finally I pelted him with a clod of dirt just to get him to STFU for a while.

I love my work, not only do I get to hang out with the critters, the fruit trees are gonna start producing again, and since they are "decorative" and no one much cares (I have express permission) grabbing a work snack is just as easy as yoinkin an apple or cherry off the branch as I pass by.

I do gotta look at gettin a better rain parka though, march-april is deluge weather around here, and being on the lake so close to the water table, this place'll get downright soggy.

-F


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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 8:37 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


Oh, how I envy you "deluge season"! Ours is almost over, and I gotta say it's been a good one. We even got some last night and expect more Friday, which is a blessing...it will keep the grass from going brown just a leeetle bit longer! But the moss has dried up, there are fewer puddles for the dogs when we hike (I'll have to start having them pack water...pffft!), and the sun is getting freaking HOT again!

I envy your adventures with the critters, too, I'd love that! Envisioning Kalista had me giggling; poor baby. I know cats who join their owners in the shower, but jumping in, I can just see her shock!

Hell, eating anything that's "people food" is something many pets do. Our last dogs used to eat corn OFF THE COB, take melons off the rind just the same; the huskies will eat anything from lettuce to....uh...Kochak likes to use paper towels that had any food on them as "chewing gum"...you name it.

All our pets have been food freaks and would eat anything we did. Pets aren't stupid: "If it's people food, it must be good!"

I wholeheartedly agree with the thing about garbage bags; around here the "bandits" (as we call the 'coons) are rampant, new people learn pretty quick the hard way to use the specially-provided garbage cans they can't get into!

Luckily our county provides "bandit-proof" trash containers all over the place, especially up at The Lakes for fishermen...AND special trash containers for hooks and lines, which I think is cool.

We get 'em in the back yard all the time--the redwoods are a regular "highway" for them, the squirrels, etc. I'm fine with that, except they ate all the fish in my pond once, and occasionally they're too low to the ground, which freaks Tashi out (like last night) and he feels the need to bark at them...from a safe distance, of course. Which scares Kochak, so she ends up sitting on my head for "safety". Bah!

I love being awakened in the night by the rain, but that's a bit much!

Poor little 'possum...they're so slow, it's no wonder she's making the most of the freebies! I love 'possum, they are so hysterical. We had one come into the entry way years ago, Jo saw it first and (being from urban England) freaked out: "There's the biggest rat I've ever seen out there!!!" Poor 'possum was more scared than her and scrambled down to "run" out the door...

Wow, groundhogs that big! We never see ours, just groundhog "sign". Tashi is doing his bit to rid the open fields of moles; in the past week he's flushed and EATEN two of them!! I hate it, but that's a husky for you; his favorite thing in Spring is to dig holes obsessively in hopes of flushing something. Impossible to stop him except to put him on aleash, which I won't do. Huskies need to RUN!

Well, I'm afraid we appreciate OUR Canucks...in the past couple of decades some have made permanent home here (too much trouble to fly North I guess). Given the only other geese we have are pretty plain, the Canucks are soo handsome. Tho' they stay out in the marsh and big open lawns and stuff, so we don't have to deal with their honking. They certainly ARE a gregarious bunch, aren't they?

I'm not surprised you love your job, it sounds really wonderful to me to be around wildlife that much. Jim runs just after dawn, so he's seen our coyotes, foxes, bobcats, lotsa deer and all the other wildlife I'd give my eyeteeth to see. I'm just too lazy to get up that early! So I'll have to leave it to you to enjoy for me, 'kay?


"I'm just right. Kinda like the sun rising in the east and the world being round...its not a need its just the way it is." The Delusional "Hero", 3/1/10

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 9:47 AM

FREMDFIRMA


Heh heh heh, Bobcats...

As I mentioned, I used to spot game for my buddies, and one of em, he had this contraption kinda like a hand-truck I think they call a game cart, for us lazy old bastards who are too finicky to throw it over our shoulder or drag it on the ground, you see ?

So we bagged ourselves a sizeable deer, nice clean shot and no having to chase it all over creation, but I was by then tired, hot, and hungry - MickT seemed to have the idea that you shouldn't hunt on a full stomach as it somehow demeans the process (we're sorta waste-nothing naturalists about it) but I always thought he was just shovelling excuses case he knows I tend to be more keen on spotting something if I know that's the only food I am likely to GET.
(cause he won't pack any, neither, jerk!)

Anyhows, so we're be-boppin back to civilization, all triumphant and whatnot...

And this stupid friggin bobcat/wildcat/whatever pops out of the bushes on the trail in front of us!

His precious rifle is back in it's case on the cart, and all *I* have is a puny little popgun currently loaded with snake shot which'd do naught more than piss him off - I guess he was hungry too, cause they normally shy away from humans, but that was MY impending dinner, curse it!

I dunno what possessed me to do it, maybe dealing with cats for so long or something, but he didn't look so much hostile or aggressive as curious and full of mischief - so I took three long steps and just as he swung his ears back to start cussin at me, punched him dead square in the top of the head, WHACK!

"That's MY friggin deer, get your own you lazy moocher!"

Annnd off he went, in a hurry, just like that.
I look back and Mick is standing there with his jaw hangin open, halfway through fumbling his rifle back out of the case, although what good it'd have done at that range is debateable.

"What ? do I LOOK like I wanna share ?"

He just snaps the case shut, muttering and starts pushing the cart again.

Most folk are afraid of wildlife, but the truth is they're usually more afraid of you than vice versa, and while I do have a healthy respect for anything with sharp teeth, nasty claws and the like, having an empathic understanding and knowledge of their body language is a better defense than a 12pounder fulla cannister.

And on THAT note, you'll get a kick outta this...
http://thelawdogfiles.blogspot.com/2009/03/class-ii-beverage-alert.htm
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Tee hee hee.

-F

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 10:01 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...


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having an empathic understanding and knowledge of their body language is a better defense than a 12pounder fulla cannister
Damned straight! Most wildlife can be scared away by hollering and screaming at them, but people don't THINK, they REACT, unfortunately. And an understanding of body language means SO much, in dealing with any animal, pet or wildlife!

We encountered a bobcat on a trail--I've probably told the story. Jim had nothing but shorts and tenny runners on (it was hot and he was jogging ahead of us), comes racing back with "there's a bobcat on the trail!" As I said, jealous that he gets to see stuff I don't, I hurried ahead. No cat. But as we walked past, she appears out of the underbrush BEHIND US, stalking forward, head down, ears back...eep! We had three dogs then, and I had to hang onto two of them who were gonna advance on her. We scooted and eventually she disappeared again. She no doubt had kits off the trail, as the most our bobcats will do is sit just out of range and lazily watch people hike past on the trail.

We're such wooses, we took the trail all the way down to Muir Beach, then hiked back to the car on the roadway--which isn't easy, with three unleashed dogs on a steep, narrow road much used by locals!

I don't think what you did would have worked for us, going up against maternal instincts, but I admire you for, whether instinctively or intelligently, doing the perfect thing. Hope you enjoyed your venison, you deserved it!

The video is a kick in the head...we've all seen bears scratching their backs on trees (and I always get a visceral itch out of it, as my yoga flexibility is long gone and I can't scratch my own back anymore!), but adding the music was a gas--he actually LOOKS like he's dancing! Good one.


"I'm just right. Kinda like the sun rising in the east and the world being round...its not a need its just the way it is." The Delusional "Hero", 3/1/10

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