Some guy actually invented something like that. The dog steps onto a pressure plate to activate a mechanical gloved hand that pets them. The machine also says “good dog” and a few other comforting phrases. It was some inventor showcase/competition show. I forgot the name of it, though.
I think Dilbert invented a self-petting machine that was strapped around Dogbert’s waist, but of course I can’t find the particular strip online.
When I know exactly what I’m looking for, no search engine seems able to find it; instead they spit up random and unrelated stuff. When I have only a vague idea of what I want, the first hit is usually exactly what I’m looking for. More evidence that all search engines are actually products of Anasigma. Or their experiments…
Poor sweetheart. She had such a messed up puppyhood. Still at least she learnt to restart her own heart that time. (She did grow up with only one mad scientist standing in for her parents).
(TUNE: “I Say A Little Prayer For You”, Dionne Warwick)
An afternoon spent here,
A new thing I did invent here …
I made a trophy just for me!
Irrational hubris …
It works, I knew I could do this!
I made a trophy just for me!
It skritches
My itches
And tells me I’m good!
And it will love me!
It’s awesome!
I’ll draw some,
The way that I should!
It looks so lovely!
It’s rolling,
Extolling
My virtues so loud!
It tells me, “Good job!
You’re making your parent so proud!”
Why am I always the first comment?
Because you have nothing better to do?
Should have named yourself Omegaghoul, then you wouldn’t have that problem.
‘Cause I can’t get here any earlier even on my days off…
Those hands to give skritches may let the C-A-T out of the bag.
She’s already hinted at being a dog lady, and this is a crazy place for people like that (as long as there mad scientists).
A wheel? I never trusted wheels.
Renouncing wheels is the first step to becoming great and powerful.
Just look at Foot!
Yeah, they’re full of tricks, see?
Don’t worry, Daniel, I see what you did there. TGaPT approves.
Some guy actually invented something like that. The dog steps onto a pressure plate to activate a mechanical gloved hand that pets them. The machine also says “good dog” and a few other comforting phrases. It was some inventor showcase/competition show. I forgot the name of it, though.
I think Dilbert invented a self-petting machine that was strapped around Dogbert’s waist, but of course I can’t find the particular strip online.
When I know exactly what I’m looking for, no search engine seems able to find it; instead they spit up random and unrelated stuff. When I have only a vague idea of what I want, the first hit is usually exactly what I’m looking for. More evidence that all search engines are actually products of Anasigma. Or their experiments…
This one? http://dilbert.com/strip/1991-12-25
“Your parent would be proud.” Just one?
She only had one.
Only one she cared about anyway – her sweet wire monkey mama.
Poor sweetheart. She had such a messed up puppyhood. Still at least she learnt to restart her own heart that time. (She did grow up with only one mad scientist standing in for her parents).
So that’s the “parent” she talked about in the singular!
(TUNE: “I Say A Little Prayer For You”, Dionne Warwick)
An afternoon spent here,
A new thing I did invent here …
I made a trophy just for me!
Irrational hubris …
It works, I knew I could do this!
I made a trophy just for me!
It skritches
My itches
And tells me I’m good!
And it will love me!
It’s awesome!
I’ll draw some,
The way that I should!
It looks so lovely!
It’s rolling,
Extolling
My virtues so loud!
It tells me, “Good job!
You’re making your parent so proud!”
I think the man has slightly hinted that he’s on to her.
Next plan is probably to just start bullshitting. Technobabble and nonsense circuitry. With mad science, how can you tell?
Obviously they’d find out eventually (unless it actually works) but you could keep them guessing for just long enough.
If you give a million monkeys a million typewriters, they’ll eventually type out Shakespeare.
I wonder how long one (desperate) dog in a drone will take to churn out madtech in a well-stocked lab?
He’s probably planted there to make sure she does a good job (by who? Gavotte?)
Late comment, but I love the fact that her invention is already working, evidenced by the guy’s praise.
The wonderful thing about pretending to be crazy is that you can buy some time just acting silly and they’ll assume it’s part of your disorder.
“Your parent would be proud”?
Would that be Captain, or the wire monkey?