Reminds me of my dear departed cat Lily. She loved coffee and Coke, and if you ever left a cup or glass around with a little bit in the bottom, in her little head would go. She never got stuck, though.
My Trixie, her fur is slightly shorter than that and it’s dark, practically chestnut. She’s soooo pretty! Although she’s more into sticking her nose in crotches, not pots.
Ah well, I guess the pot head joke would’ve been too obvious (as my fine, fellow CO commentors have already noted). I’m left with nothing – it’s like a backwards version of the Match Game.
El Fields, it’s not really a word. It’s more of a grunt of effort, and the last syllable (the last ‘e’) is the is that last little aspirated breath when you give up.
Yes, Theo, but you’ll have to admit that midwest accent could be tough to get through sometimes.
ElFields- the sound of the word is one of the wonders of CO. The words sounds as you will it to sound. It is a soul-full sound and comes directly from your soul- and each soul is unique. The word can have different sounds in different contexts- annoyed, baffled, lost, any and all of these.
Mine sounds like “nyerhe”.
he’s playing a game of hide-and-go-bleen
*snickers immaturely at “Pot Hab”*
Aww… protection from nose beeping? *scratches ears instead*
I think they’re gonna need to replant this, the pot is too small.
Whatever was in there, he sure got a snootful!
“I can’t see them, so they can’t find me, it was only a small steak I took”.
…but his daddeh thinks he’s faaarn…
Ear worm: activate!
*lol*@gooeyctr! Just what I was thinking, too. I’ll bet it was reeeealllly STINKY!
I can stop anytime!
I never inhale…
Just…another… minute…I’m…almost…IN!
“How DO they get all those tomatoes to fit in here?”
Reminds me of my dear departed cat Lily. She loved coffee and Coke, and if you ever left a cup or glass around with a little bit in the bottom, in her little head would go. She never got stuck, though.
post toasty!
Aww, sweetie. Reminds me of my brother’s college days, when he encountered a skunk with its head in an orange juice carton.
How comes all them kittehs they show on CO can fit in small teeny boxes and cereal bowls and I can’t? Barrooooooo!
Decca: Oh my gosh. I just snorted milk out my nosey when I read that.
Meg, you’re on FIYAH with the captions, man.
Another young pot head… When does it end.
From a tiny puppy-seed a giant retriever doth grow….
That last bit of potting soil that sticks to the bottom of the flower pot–
need to huff–!
Katrina, that’s wonderful!
It doth make me laugh out
loud…
I LOVE GOLDEN PUPPERS!!!
My Trixie, her fur is slightly shorter than that and it’s dark, practically chestnut. She’s soooo pretty! Although she’s more into sticking her nose in crotches, not pots.
Real Dogs for Real People…
SHRINER FEZ
UR DOIN IT WRONG
Used to be it was just the mixed-breeds that did this stuff. Now the purebred Goldens are at it too. What is this yard coming to?
Please.
http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=9174574&albumID=184927&imageID=49157852
That’s what I feel like today! I think I’d feel better if I had that puppeh with me.
Dexter! BWA HA HA HA HA HA
Patito! AHHHHHH *snort* HAHAHAHAHAAAA
Puppeh Pot Head!
Hooray for Dexter, my first out-loud laugh of the day!
Dexter, he’s sulking because he didn’t get a little car.
Nice, Dexter!
I think this pup is a Prop. 215 pup. So, technically, not a lawbreaker.
Ah well, I guess the pot head joke would’ve been too obvious (as my fine, fellow CO commentors have already noted). I’m left with nothing – it’s like a backwards version of the Match Game.
I’ve been meaning to ask this forever. Can someone PLEASE tell me the correct pronounciation of ‘nyerhe’?
Hahaha… you guys are hilarious. And I love how the dog’s eye is all smooshed shut. (El Fields, I’ve been wondering that, too!)
um… OK… El Fields, you pretty much say it like “nyerhe”.
(oh, and the second “e” is silent)
Yeah, but. I guess I’m having a hard time figuring out the phonetics. Ny(rhymes with guy)erh(rhymes with purr)e(silent)?
Well, I’ve been saying it out loud for you, why isn’t it helping?
El Fields, it’s not really a word. It’s more of a grunt of effort, and the last syllable (the last ‘e’) is the is that last little aspirated breath when you give up.
Ya, really, it’s pronounced how it’s spelled. One syllable – like “nyet” only with an “erhe” instead of an “et”.
Take one four-year-old, ask him or her if she wants to go to the dentist. Then you will hear a NYERHE.
What a pot head, heh.
Yes, Theo, but you’ll have to admit that midwest accent could be tough to get through sometimes.
ElFields- the sound of the word is one of the wonders of CO. The words sounds as you will it to sound. It is a soul-full sound and comes directly from your soul- and each soul is unique. The word can have different sounds in different contexts- annoyed, baffled, lost, any and all of these.
Mine sounds like “nyerhe”.