Not to be outdone by the Fire Hydrant Squad and the Front Porch Sentries, Pvt. Maverick and Pvt. Sidekick formed the Special Forces Fence Unit. Even when hopelessly outnumbered they have valiantly defended Fort Picket night and day against fierce turtle campaigns, commando cats, and brash pigeon legions. Ooooooh!
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Now that spring is here, let’s take one last look back at winter with these two red pandas going completely nuts (with double “coming to get YOOOU” action at 0:21).
This Wacky Winter Wonderland brought to you by Arlo R.
Stardate 6134.32: The engine repairs are nearly complete, but a complication has arisen. A pair of indigenous creatures have been sighted approaching our ship.
As the massive beasts roar menacingly, the crew scrambles to finish the repairs. Even if we could only restore impulse power, that would be enough to…
Too late! Hull breaches in sections C, D and F! My brave crew is tossed about like playthings, but refuse to leave their posts… Damage reports pouring in…
Now the second beast is joining the attack… My god, they’re tearing the ship to pieces… no hope of escape… all hands, abandon ship, prepare to jettison log… To whoever… finds this message… recommend full posthumous honors for… for all crew memb… xXxx@@rtT)Tqkl%jh +++++++++ TRANSMISSION ABORTED
To have and to hold (carefully),
To love, honor and obey,
To make lots of “squee!” noises at,
To feed lots of munchy little flies,
Until we both shall croak.
Writes Mia D.: “During rice planting season in Japan, we’d come home and find these guys in our apartment on the walls! *Squeals*” Photo by Brian.
Beeg Dogue: Mon petit ami, voulez-vous watchez le TV?
Squeehuahua: Yo quiero un caballero western movie. Si! Si!
Beeg Dogue: Oui! The French Chef it IS!
Cute Overload Xtreme TV Guide Dog Close-Up:
Who hogs the remote at your house, Kris?
Need a party-worthy snack in a pinch when unexpected guests drop in unexpectedly? Simple yet sensational.
Just don’t mention the 5-second rule, Martha.
If spring is your thing
There’s a land of weather
Softened by heather,
Where dreamy drizzle
Tickles the whimsical
Where Spring’s a lucky ring
Of gold whin in Wicklow
And dear shamrocks grow,
Down about Bantry Bay
Up around Lough Neagh
And over Hillsborough.
Spring’s always in full swing
And the sun doesn’t glare
At so much green where
Pure ribbons of gilting
Upon rivers lilting
Brighten grassy glens so fair.
What were we discussing?
Sweet brambly patch jams,
Evergreen pastures spread of lambs,
Wild violets, and salmon runs swift,
Fresh fields of clover adrift…
Is it spring flowing from my pen in hand?
Or, is it Ireland?
Happy spring, Chicks ‘n’ Peeps by Larissa M., A Bun in the Grass is by Andy P. The Foal and my Son in Spain – Distorted Proportions is by Batikart. Ham in clovers by Meagan!