asking because I heard a story about it on the radio when getting lunch and I thought it was the dumbest shit I’ve heard all day. people are paying $50k to clone their dead dogs?? bro they are like $50 at the pound just get a stray…

the researcher being interviewed relayed a story about how this woman got her pet horse cloned but, upon the clone’s birth, she was like “uhh I expected you to keep it until it was at least a few years old?? i don’t want a BABY clone” ngjrgthjrdgfh

Paris Hilton cloned her chihuahua into two dogs??

no one knows where they get the ‘breeding’ dogs?? apparently they ‘rent’ the dogs from breeders across the country?? and also ‘rent’ the egg donor dogs?? seems pretty fucked up!!!

anyways here if you’re interested: https://www.viagenpets.com/

this is the specific NPR podcast I was listening to on the radio (it’s the most recent ‘Should You Clone Your Dog’): https://www.npr.org/podcasts/478859728/think

the researcher’s article in the New Yorker which is also a good read: https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2024/07/01/would-you-clone-your-dog

It’s possible to see dog cloning as merely an extension of what is already a bizarre and highly unnatural process. In Fort Worth, Texas, I met a clone of a dog called Eudoris. The clone’s owner, Jeff, who didn’t want his last name used, was on the phone as I approached, but Eudoris 2—or E2, as he’s known—turned to look at me. His body was shaped like a German shepherd’s, but he lacked the swayed back of the kennel-club German-shepherd lines, whose hind legs buckle in a way that people liken to frog legs. E2’s face was more vulpine, too. I made a sound of greeting to him, and he folded his ears back. Within half a minute, he had turned his rump toward me beseechingly, the universal dog body language for requesting a scratch above the tail.

The original Eudoris was a mix of a Belgian Malinois and a Dutch shepherd, and had been bred by Joshua Morton, a trainer of tactical working dogs, who felt that Eudoris was the ideal specimen. He had ViaGen clone him, and not just once. Thirty-five clones have been made from Eudoris so far. Jeff got E2 as a protection dog for his wife, who travels frequently to compete in rodeos. E2 was their second Eudoris clone. The first, E4, drowned in an irrigation ditch four months after they got him. Jeff and Morton felt that E4 was so special that they sent some of his tissue to ViaGen. Since then, Morton has used E4’s cells to clone yet another line of dogs, which he dubs the Red Squadron Myrmidons, called M1, M2, and so on. “The DNA of M1 is the same as the DNA of E1 through E-whatever,” Jeff said. “And the same as Eudoris Actual, the biological Eudoris.” Hearing his name, E2 began wagging his tail.

bro cloned his dog 35 TIMES??? ‘drowned in an irrigation ditch four months after they got him’ is doing a lot of leg work in that last paragraph.

anyways, discuss - would you clone your dog/outdoor cat after it gets mauled by a coyote or tire/horse/ferret??? why? is this not real ‘All that is holy is profaned’ hours???

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    You’d certainly get a cat that looks very similar/close to your original cat, but personality is a lot more about nurture than nature I’d imagine.

    So one of my cats was adopted from a family who loved him but someone developed an allergy to his fur. I think a clone of him would be more likely to develop into the cat I knew him as because his history before we had him was pretty close to how we got him.

    The other cat had a bit of a tough time before we got her.

    Animal abuse

    I believe that she was found abandoned as a kitty. Either way, she was an extremely skittish cat when my aunt adopted her.

    Now my aunt tried her best to care for her cat, but my aunt had trouble keeping a clean house, and sometimes she got sent to a mental hospital for a couple weeks so the litterbox wasn’t cleaned for a few weeks. She really has trouble caring of herself. We got her when my aunt had got kicked out of her apartment and moved into a long-term mental hospital. Apparently everyone forgot she had a fucking cat. Poor little thing; we literally had to pluck her claws out of the shit-caked carpet.

    She literally hid from us the first year or so we had her. And my cats did not like each other; each were socialized without other cats, so the first cat was doing us no favors in welcoming the new one. She did eventually come out of her shell, towards the end of her life even with new people, but she was always really skittish.

    All of this is a long winded way to say that a clone of this cat probably wouldn’t resemble the cat I knew because the cat I knew was literally traumatized before we adopted her. And it’s also an excuse to remember better times.