A Warm Fuzzy Feeling

A valentine from Carolyn P.: “I was looking for a cute picture to put on the Valentine’s Day card I’m making for my boyfriend. My pet name for him is Woolly Bear – like the caterpillar! Soooo… I found this pic of this fuzzy, woolly little bug curled up into a perfect, teensy heart shape in the palm of someone’s hand!”

An Afferret to Remember

♪♪ Ebony and ivory,
♪♪ Sleep together in perfect harmony
♪♪ In the shape of a valentine. I opine,
♪♪ Why can’t weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?

Happy Valentines Day, Julie T.

Hold that Pose

“What the…?”

“Oh yeah, I forgot you’re new here. No big deal, just once a year, she likes to arrange her cats with their tails like this.”

“What is it, some kind of Feng Shui thing?”

“No idea. Anyway, she takes her little picture, starts crying, eats a whole pint of Ben and Jerry’s and we get tuna.”

“Sweet.”

I think I (snif!) have something in my eye, Paul P.

You may dispense with my usual supper dish

I’ll just eat my way to the bottom, thanks.


Nom-a-licious, Sarah S.

I Will See Your Slo-Mo Kitteh…

… and raise you a slo-mo chipmunk! In gloriously optional HD!

Welcome to the Neighborhood

I’m Sadie, and this is Edith, and that’s Marcella. They’re kind of stand-offish around new people, though. Heck, I’ve known ’em for years and most days they don’t give me the time of day. Like talking to a couple of statues sometimes.

I guess you could say they’re still friends, Meagan E.

The Three Hamigos!

It is I, Porthos, crusader against evildoers!

And I, Pathos, defender of the innocent!

And I, Bac-Os, garnisher of salads! THAT’S NOT FUNNY!

Photo by Meneer Zjeroen.

They’ll Be Here All Week

“… but seriously, folks, you’ve been a great audience, so we’d like to close with a song. Actually, I’m kind of thirsty, so… Mr. Pickles? Why don’t you sing for the nice people while I enjoy a glass of water?”

Without moving his lips, Barry S. says: “Here are Bluebell (who just turned 9 this month) and Teeny Bun (not sure how old he is). They’re best buds.”

Whoa, Are You All Right?

I’ll assume you didn’t intend to slingshot off those pine trees into the cliff face.

By the way, we found your other ski pole in the bushes, next to one of your arms.

Matt C. says: “These of pics of my friends’ King Charles Spaniels, they live in Gais, Switzerland.”

I’m Never Going to Finish All This

I’d better ask the waiter for a doggie cheek.

I suppose we can dispense with the dessert cart, Jessica W.

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