Pussies have been a staple in the spy trade for centuries...
Top-Secret kitty ping...
Sick freaks.
While browsing the many shops in the French Quarter, I spotted an unusual sign in the window of a small family owned curio shop. The sign simply said Talking Dog for Sell by Owner. I rang the bell, the door buzzed, and I opened it and went inside. It was a small shop and an older man was sitting on an old divan reading the newspaper. I told him I had come to inquire about the talking dog for sale. He looked up from his newspaper just long enough to motion toward a rear door and tell me the dog is out back.
I go through the door into the back yard where I find a rather non-descript black mutt. He is just sitting there beside a large doghouse. I walked over to him and not knowing exactly what to do next I say, almost under my breath, So you talk?
I cant say I was even startled when the mutt answered back with a very matter of fact Yep.
So, I ask, what's your story?"
The mutt looks up and says, "Well, I discovered this gift pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders. No one ever figured a dog would be eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies eight years running.
They treated me very well but the jetting around really tired me out. I wasn't getting any younger and I just wanted to settle down. So, I signed up for a job at Moisant Field airport to do some undercover security work. This mostly involved just wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. They awarded me a batch of medals for my work at MSY. But then that grew tiresome so I quit, married, and had a mess of puppies and now I'm just retired."
I am totally amazed. I go back in and ask the owner how much he wants for the dog.
The owner says, "fifty dollars."
I immediately reply. "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?"
The owner replies, "He's such a liar. He didn't do any of that stuff."
It was a failure. They couldn’t hear anything over the purring.
The best part of this article:
“But on its first test, its CIA handlers watched on in horror as their robo-kitty was run over and killed just seconds into the mission.”
Occupational hazard, I suppose for all spies.
They probably have some great recordings of cat purring.
I would bet that if you could get the Stoopid stories from either side here you’d have an entertaining spoof filled master piece,
Although this seems bizarre consider the following
In WWII tests were being carried out in the New Mexico(?) desert trying to attach incendiary bombs to BATS, with the intention being to ‘parachute’ them over Tokyo and take advantage of the many thatched roofs.
Supposedly there were several forest fires in the Southwest and on West Coast as a result of testing this idea.
In the Book called “Bat Bomb” written by a Jack Couffer, the plan was spelled out and also an explanation was given that in time of war many supposedly idiotic things like this are tested because of influence the ‘dreamer’ had with officials etc...