Fascinating.

The facts indicate my pointy ears are superior. Therefore all your conclusions are HIGHLY ILLOGICAL.


Live long and prosper, Anonymous. (No names by request)

Happily Never After

It had been the Sneaky-Peeky Ceramic Lion’s lifelong wish to stop the Noisy Plastic Horses and their constant clippity-cloppiting over the bridge.

Finally, the Sneaky-Peeky Ceramic Lion remembered the old Kitten in a Pink Bucket ploy! It was his last hope to lure those noisy horses down into his devious trap!


Too late the Sneaky-Peeky Ceramic Lion realised his one terrible miscalculation! As the horses escaped the villain’s clutches, it was suddenly obvious that horses prefer oats in a pink bucket!


The Kitten in a Pink Bucket was not going to sit around waiting to be rescued. So she took the pink bucket and went home!

Anyway, she had been pretending all along just so she could get a pink bucket.


Proving once again, kittens are smarter than ceramic lions and plastic horses, Van M.

Buns can enjoy a nice box while plotting your demise too.

Why should cats have all the fun?

WHAT'S IN THAT HOLE?!
Pipola makes a pretty good cat, Unerica.

Friday Haiku: Good Ol’ Fashioned Picnic

Here’s the perfect spot

We’ll pick flowers, fly a kite

Spread out the blanket


Hope it doesn’t rain, Nehama V.

Have We Got Bad News For You

Thanks for the weather, Biff. Now the local headlines.

Spectacular back-to-back super moon and solar eclipse enthrall thousands!

In other news, police are baffled by recent spate of widespread disorderly behaviour.

Our cuteporter is on the scene:


Because I’m bad, I’m bad…


You know it, (really, really bad)


Yes, I’m bad, I’m bad,


Come on, you know I’m bad,


Really, really bad,


Yes, I’m bad, bad, bad.


Bad, bad, really bad,


And the whole world has to answer right now just to tell you once again, Who’s Bad . . , Mary L.?

Everybody Ready?

Put your hands on the monitor in front of you!

OK, get in line it’s Conga time! Follow de hamstah!


One, two, three, kick! One, two, three, kick, Caitlin R.!

Horse sense, of course, of course.

You can lead a gift horse of a different color to change its spots midstream but you can’t make him shut the barn door.

You can hold your horses but you can’t make ‘em drink, jurvetson.

Tattle Tale of Two Pups

One day Puptot and Pupteen were playing outside when Puptot said, “Time out! I have an itch!”

Puptot scratched the itch, “Ugh. I can’t reach it! Will you scratch my back, Pupteen?”


So Pupteen thought, “Ah, it’s such a nice day. I think I’ll tease Puptot.”

“You have an itch? UH OH. You know what that means. Mom’s gonna give you a bath! And shave you! And put stinky lotion on you!”

(“Heh, heh, heh”)


“Moooooooooooooooooooooom!”


Luckily, Mom was nearby, and being loving and wise like good Moms everywhere she said, “Oh dear. I’m so glad you told me. Looks like I will have to give you a bath and shave you and put goo on you and dip you in sugar and pop you in my mouf and eat you right up!”


We’ll scratch your back if you scratch ours, pauxcide.

We Reinvented the Box!

Oh noes, this is like the worst thing that could happen to us!

Dude, kittens in trashcans are like, clinically proven to be cuter.


You know whut, we’ve reinvented the box!

Hey I wonder why this hasn’t caught on before.


Momo, Chimi, are right, boxes are just too …square, Casey.

Friday Haiku: Lawn Ranger

How do you like my

Invisible lawn mower

I earn allowance


Looks like he might need a machete, Peter L.

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