Chapter 23, in Which Our Heroes Find Themselves in Grave Peril

With our compass lost in the blizzard, young Wainwright and I gamely vowed to soldier on as best we could. Shouldering our packs, we inched our way down the treacherous cliffs while I attempted to get our bearings by watching the sun. This, however, proved fruitless, as the sun seemed to dart capriciously across the morning sky. Yet it was not the sun that shifted, but ourselves, and it was then I realized we had become marooned on the dreaded… Index Mountains.


Natalie C. alerted us to this story from Zooborns, about the efforts of Marwell Wildlife Park to prevent the extinction of the tiny Partula snail.

C.O. Art Watch

The Isobel Schnarfmongler Gallery is pleased to announce Big Dog Little Dog, the latest installation by avant-garde mixed-media artist Nicholas van Blayvin. “My goal,” says the artist, “is to celebrate the contrasts in nature — not just between large and small, but light and dark, ears up and ears down, the whole spectrum, really.”


Perla the Great Dane and Rooney the French Bulldog, from Saul A.

And Now, the Song Stylings of Lenny

Fave Frame™

Town House Cat

It’s a little cramped, kinda short on closet space. But it’s rent-controlled, you say?


Thanks to Karen and Tom for submitting the new home owner, Achilles.

Ka-thwack, Sproing, Ka-thwack, Sproing, Ka-thwack, Sproing

We take you now live to the 2012 World Ping-Pong Championships, and it’s a really exciting event, folks—the audience is on its feet!

 

The Infinite Cuteness Project

It started with a black-and-white bunny; then a tuxedo cat got in on the act. Now thanks to Piia S. from Finland, a new cat is in the picture, and we have the makings of an endless chain. Who wants to be next?

Lion Lullaby

Hush little baby, don’t lose hope
Mama’s gonna catch you an antelope

And if your tummy rumbles more
Mama’s gonna run down a wild boar

And if that boar’s too boring for you
Mama’s gonna net you a nummy gnu

And if that gnu just runs and laughs
Mama’s gonna hunt down a herd of giraffes

And if those giraffe should scamper east
Mama’s gonna bag you a wildebeest

And if that wildebeest’s too wary
Mama’s gonna slaughter a whole safari

And if that safari bails (how rude!)
Mama’s gonna send out for Chinese food


And if there’s a photo that makes your day
It prolly came from Flickr user Brian McKay

Vintage ResQte

From the Smithsonian Institution comes this very old photo, along with a heartwarming story of a dog who rode the rails:

Owney was a stray dog who wandered into the Albany, New York, post office in 1888. The clerks let him stay the night, and he fell asleep on a pile of empty mailbags. Owney was attracted to the texture or scent of the mailbags and began to follow them, first onto mail wagons and then onto mail trains. Owney began to ride with the bags on Railway Post Office (RPO) train cars across the state, and then the country. The RPO clerks adopted Owney as their unofficial mascot, marking his travels by placing medals and tags from his stops on his collar


Via Flickr Commons, collections of the world’s photo archives.

Some Things Are Best Left to the Pros

Eager to squeeze in on the “wacky cats in tiny boxes” craze, sad-eyed Buddy the bulldog bites off much less than he can chew. Nice try, Buddy.

Don’t Tell Me How it Ends!

Will the ungainly but lovable Great Dane win the love of the beautiful Collie, or will she fall under the spell of the intriguing but dangerous Rottweiler? And what of the cat; he seems loyal to the team, but can he be trusted? I can’t stand the suspense!