From The Cute Farmer’s Almanac

As the days get shorter, and the carefree days of summer yield to earnest fall, it’s time to put up a supply of kittens to see you through the cold winter months ahead. When selecting a storage jar for your kitties, make sure it’s not too small.

The white ones are my favorite, Beverly A.

Vintage Overboard

“Hey, guys? Could somebody throw me one of those — oh, what are they called? — those rescuing things? Oh, you know, the round things with the hole. Um, it’s named just like the candy? Totally drawing a blank here; it’s not Necco Wafers, I know that… Now I’ve got the word preserver stuck in my head, so it must be that candy with lots of preservatives… Man, it’s right on the tip of my tongue…”

Paris Exposition: ship, Paris, France, 1900 from Flickr Commons. (And yes, we know Life Savers were invented in 1912.)

Dancin’ Machine!

Even pandas can’t resist doin’ a little chair dance at the office once and a while. Here’s some lucky video of Party Panda doin’ a little scratch mixing.

Oh No — Platform Shoes Are Back?!

Sender-inner Alexandra R. asks: “Who doesn’t love a little extra glam! These are pictures from our family farm in New Jersey. Our horses love being pampered! My horse Cuda is in leopard print, gold and blue stars and the tiger stripe pattern is my sister’s horse Gabriel.”

At Last: Fat and Round Pigs!

These New Zealand piglets are called “Kunekune,” a Maori word meaning “fat and round.” We prefer the term “Kunekunekune,” which is an ancient word we just made up that means “fat and round and cute and OMG my brains just turned to pudding somebody get a paper towel they’re oozing out my ears blarrggtth…”

More fatness and roundness at The New Zealand Kunekune Association.
PS: HD available for you high-bandwidth, detail-oriented peeps.
PPS: Sender-innered by Freetomato, who was not the only person to see this on Fark.com.

I’m Telling You, We’re Lost!

“I told you to take the Traction Avenue exit, but noooo, you said you knew a shortcut, and now we’ve been driving all over God-knows-where!”

“I haven’t even seen a gas station for hours, not that you’d ask for directions anyway, Magellan…”

Many more adventures over at Miriam’s Bunnies

Seal of Approval

Yes, it is I — the Seal of Approval, a benevolent spirit offering unconditional approval for every misstep, so your day doesn’t have to suck so much.

Say you overslept this morning? I approve. Burnt the French toast? J’approuve! Got the hiccups during the client presentation? Approve-o-rama!

Accidentally backed into a row of Harley-Davidsons, which toppled like dominoes onto a painter’s ladder, sending a can of Robin’s Egg Blue into a waiter’s tray at Saul Zapata’s Kosher Taqueria, which flung an entire order of sizzling gefilte-fajitas into a gentle arc over traffic and through the sunroof of a passing Mercedes?

Photo via Jack Zhang

A Breakfast Lament

“I’m a big girl now,” said Princess, “and I’m tired of Cocoa Puffs”
“I want to eat what you eat, Mom, with fruits and nuts and stuffs.”
So Mom brought down the Muselix, and she poured some in a bowl,
And Princess set herself upon her wise and womanly goal.

The oats were bland, the nuts were hard, the fiber chafed her teef.
She thought, “if this is grown-up food, adulthood must be grief.”
But persevered she through the meal, then stared with forlorn eyes,
“I ate a whole bowl of this stuff, and there’s no plastic prize?

Photo by Jodi & Jacy.

Bunny Thrill-laaaaaah!

From Flickr user Yiie, here’s “Otis (Dutch rabbit, now 11 months old) sleeping. She had her paws up and was moving them slowly, almost looked like she was dancing to Michael Jackson’s Thriller song.”

Photo by Yi Chen

Listen to Me when I’m Squeaking to You

Put me down at once! And bring me cheese! And explain why I sound like a bird!

Quite a handful, Philip K.

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