"Oracle Octopus Picks Spain in Final, Receiving Death Threats," went the headline: "Just as Americans look to the groundhog for signs of what the future holds, German soccer fans have their own animal prophet, Paul the Octopus." Hey, guys, I'm just a cephalopod out here looking for a good meal. Terrifying how stupefyingly stupid members of our own species can be when mortal sins are in play, but hey. That's the nature of the beast.
"Pablo el puplo pulpo!" — Paul the Octopus — twittered Cubachi this afternoon, basking in the afterglow of Spain's World Cup victory. We have zero interest in soccer — closest we ever came to involvement of any kind was playing goalie for the high school field hockey team way back when, which was a real yawner — but thanks to Twitter, Cubachi has blessed us with a new word that makes us purr:
Cubachi: Since Jake Tapper's cat is betting on a win by #ESP, I taught it how to say "meow" in Spanish: "miau" ;)Cubachi: In Spanish the cats would say "purr" but the act is called "el ronroneo"
It's true Chelsea is a sanctuary city with a robust Hispanic citizenry, but who knew Tiny spoke Spanish?