Flickrer Mark Peters rolls out the story: “Last week, Poplar Spring Animal Sanctuary accepted a mother pig and her babies into the fold. PETA rescued this family from a trash-filled pen in a trailer park in North Carolina. Now they can munch on grass, sleep in a straw-filled bed, and live out their lives together with lots of space to roam in, mud pools to cool off in, and a family of more than 40 other pigs to socialize with.”
That’s DJ Marmie on turntable, DJ OtherMarmie on other turntable, and DJ OtherOtherMarmie on the Phatbeatdownator 3000.
Yes, kids, it’s Captain Ameripup! That dashing doggie defender of decency!
… and his loyal sidekick, Dorky!
Good morning, assorted trespassers and ruffians. My name is Mrs. Flapnacht, and I’ll be guarding the house today. Now, just because the regular dog is out sick, that doesn’t mean you can march in here and take things! I am every bit as vicious as she is! I’ve got massive fangs, and razor-sharp claws two inches long, and… all right, who am I kidding here, the flat-screen TV’s just down the hall, help yourself.
Via Gerry Thomasen.
When Stella gets hot after a hard day of playing, she comes to a very distinctive stop.
According to YouTuber Jody Hartman, “Stella is a perfectly healthy yellow lab, and she only does this to cool down on the grass after she’s been fetching and playing.”
Ya know, when you’re a puppy, ya think ya know everything. Ma says “You keep making that face, it’ll freeze like that!” Feh, what does that old battleaxe know, am I right? Turns out, plenty.
Anyway, it could be worse. They got me on a liquid diet, works kind of like a sluice where they just pour the food in. Also, my physical therapist thinks I’ll be able to move my tongue in a couple months, so I got that goin’ for me.
Via Canine To Five.
I don’t understand it. I crept in all quiet-like — y’know, little cat feet and all that — found what seemed like the perfect hiding place, and yet they spotted me right away! Where did I go wrong?
Via Peter Rowley.
Even today, historians remain baffled by the giant stone ruins of Hamhenge. How were the hamster druids able to transport the enormous stone monoliths? And what of these druids? No one knows who they were, or what they were doing…
Via Rafiadli Roebiono. (Oops, these be Guinea Peegs, not Hammies!)