You need to learn to stick your head out the window, Unripefruit.
I’m cornstantly amazed by chipmonks, Attack of the Cute.
If you have real sweaty hands, you should get a finger gargoyle to convey the moisture away from your palms. No more damp handshakes for you!
Plenty of time to get one before Halloween, saltehhh.
I call it a spa!
Oh, Attack of the Cute! What a great reminder to make time for yourself and to be so happy your tongue hangs out the side of your mouth.
Separate but equal never works, Robotix.
I really love it when no one else is home so I can take off my socks, leave ’em where they lay and then hog up the whole couch.
Just try to relax, Pacotaco724.
Got my belly pressed flush on the cool ground, surveying all my stuff and enjoying the awesome sunshine from the comfort of the shade. All is well and all manner of things are well.
Bully for you BuzzFeed!
Feistiness begins at :41.
The epitome of “piss and vinegar”, Taronga Conservation Society!
At any given moment, Lord Mumphrey is ready for a formal event.
Can I wear a friend?
Fancy dress makes me weary.
Should I choose the dapper look or the Hawaiian look? What do you think?
Oh no, oh no, oh no! My nice suit is at the cleaners!
Why did no one tell me it was fancy dress?!
In this modern world, you may not have the time to take your best friend out for his daily exercise. Don’t spend another minute feeling guilty about it; let me help you.
For a modest fee – whole beef bones and a “good boy” – I can take your buddy out into the fresh air and get that blood bumping. I have loads of experience walking and being a dog.
So, call today to set up a meet and greet. I’m eager to sniff your dog’s butt.
I might exercise more if I could walk with this one, Sutra.