Your Move

(This is going to be a tough match… Should I open with the Sicilian Defense? What if she counters with Queen’s Gambit? I could attempt a Bishop’s Flanking Wedgie, but that will be risky if she knows Von Woofenoff’s Kamikaze Knight maneuver…)

Can’t we just play Candy Land, Jessica T.?

You Must Be at Least This Cute to Ride

From DisneyParks Blog, Disneyland’s Circle-D Corral welcomed some new arrivals over the past few days: Cute baby goats!  According to sources, the children are healthy and frisky and already whining to go on the Dumbo ride just one more time.

Meanwhile, at Jujube’s Holistic Chiropractor and Laundromat…

“Oh, thank you, doctor! My neck had been totally out of alignment, and it was really filling my chi flow with lots of dark energy. So, are my shirts ready?”

Sandy W. leaves us with an earworm: “The song ‘He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother’ by The Hollies came to mind when my husband showed me the picture.”

Follow Your Nose: It’s Tapir Day!

As every good cuteologist knows, today is World Tapir Day, set aside to honor our pudgey-stripey not-quite-pig-not-quite-elephant-what-the-heck-is-it friends.

Photo credit: Brian Gratwicke

I Am Stuck on Band-Aids…

… because Band-Aids can be turned into cute animal finger puppets, with teensy little earses! (Gee, now I want to hit my finger with a hammer so I can try this.)

Says Lisa C.: “Today I learned that those H-shaped Band-Aids are to put on your fingertips…and they look like Scottish fold kitty ears!”

Up on the Rooftop, Arp! Arp! Arp!

In Newport Beach, CA, so laid-back and aloof,
A man heard a strange shuffling sound on the roof.
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a wayward sea lion who wanted some beer.*

* OK, I made up that part.

Secrets of the Aristocracy

In the court of the Borgias during the Renaissance, intrigue and murder were daily facts of courtly life — especially when it was Lucrezia’s turn to cook the lasagna.

But employing a food taster, however necessary, was considered an insult to the host. So clever courtiers concealed a “dinner hamster” in their ermine robes.

Thus equipped, a survival-oriented dinner guest would distract the host with a witty anecdote about the peasantry while lowering small amounts of food for testing.

Verily, yon hammie doth appear most comfortabuhls, Eric M.

Another Day, Another Motopup

Perhaps inspired by our recent NYC two-for-one sighting, Jessica S. writes: “I snapped these pictures when my friends and I were lost, driving around in San Francisco. Seeing this guy in the next lane made missing our exit totally worth it!”

Left Coast cuteologists hoping for a return may want to stake out this intersection.

What’s Your Front-door Personality?

In the online era, a knock at the front door can be an unusual event, and how we respond to it reveals our personality. Which of these common types are you?

Outgoing: You fling the door open with a hearty “howdy, neighbor!” Not even the sight of religious pamphlets or Amway samples can dim your welcoming mood.

Reserved: You’ll crack the door open a little bit, but leave it on the chain, ready to make a hasty retreat at the first sign of magazine subscription forms.

Withdrawn: You peek only through the peephole, speak only through the intercom, and haven’t been out in direct sunlight since 1998.

Knock-knock, Amelia B.

To Curry Favor, Favor Curry

Here’s another one for our WTF (white tabby flavoring) file: A kitteh who just loveses him some curry, only not for eating. From our friends the Japanese, of course.

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