OK, I ran across this photo on the Internet while researching the Going Green phenomenon.
I have several comments and questions -
WHY?
Is this dog still alive? Do you remember reading about Buddy Ebson, who became terribly sick during the beginning of filming of “Wizard of Oz”? That silver makeup they lathered him up with to look like the Tin Man forced him to withdraw from the project. And remember when the movie “Goldfinger” hit the theaters, and the famous movie poster of the woman painted gold? There were about a zillion rumors flying around that she had died because every pore of her body was clogged with paint, causing her skin to cease “breathing”.
What is that woman in the photo doing? Is she the proud owner of the dog? The colorist admiring her work? Is she taking a final look before being carted away in handcuffs for animal abuse?
I had a dog back in the early 80’s who slid her belly through some mud (deep brown) to cool off, caught a squirrel and killed it, getting (red) blood all over her snout and head, then rolled, on her back, in some fresh cow manure (green). She was quite a site, I wish I had a picture of her. At least these colors washed off of her quickly. I’m thinking this poor poodle looked like that for a good month, at least.
Are dogs color blind? Dogs do have some color vision but not as much as humans. Dogs have a particular form of colorblindness called deuteranopia. They can see gray, violet blue, and colors in the yellow-green genre. do you think this dog is conscious of the silliness of all this green largese? Self esteem issues??
gilmark
I had a coworker who would bring his white miniature poodle in to work every day. Spike, the poodle, was a lively and delightful presence, with a keen sense of how he looked. He had an extensive wardrobe of homemade fleece jackets, which kept him warm and stylish — he liked them. He got homemade haircuts — bad ones — and he would hide, depressed and embarrassed, under his human’s desk, for the first few days after each haircut. His human would paint him on different occasions: green spots for St. Patrick’s Day, red and blue stripes for the Fourth of July. I never saw Spike right after his dye jobs, so don’t know what he thought of them, but he had such a great personality that the vestiges of color only made him seem more jaunty.
there is a book out called why paint cats.
Folks pay big huge bucks to have their poor animals painted to look some other kind of animal. Maybe like the aforementioned dog from Deb. Maybe even more elaborate. What a world