Coo Coo Squirrel

“I am a pigeon and not a squirrel. Coo-coo! I’m a pigeon with a rare fluffy tail disorder. Coo-coo! And did I mention I’m not a squirrel? Coo-coo! Please take me in. I want to carry vital information to spies across enemy lines. I want to poop on things. Coo-coo!”


This flying squirrel wannabe via Ant’s Quality Foraged Links

From the C.O. Catalog O’ Gags!

Liven up your next party with the Birdie Surprise! Concealed inside your shirt, this coiled cutie springs up to startle unsuspecting guests! Order today!


Operator Yamaha25 is standing by for your orders.

New Pork Tock Exchange

Tock Market report:

Tocks are not very active today, assets will be ending down on unusual volume.


This little piggy went to market, Claire H.

A Prayer Before the Hunt

Oh most merciful Supreme Kitty, I thank thee for the bounteous backyards thou has placed before mine eye. Bless I, your humble servant, as I embark on my daily quest for sustenance and glory. Make swift mine legs and sharp mine claws, that I may chase down many mousies and little birds, and may your high priests The Hoomins smile upon mine offerings when I drop them on the carpet before them.


Amen, Amy L.

Shameless promotion

Sender-Inner Kim: Will you PLEEEEEASE feature my prosy bebeh squirrellio? You won’t be able to resist this scene.
Meg: [Watches video] Ooooooooohkay.

Today’s Wilderness Survival Tip

If you are lost and thirsty, your Jack Russell Terrier will function as a divining rod. Simply hold the terrier over the ground, and it will paddle when water is near.

Sender-inner Tamara A. says that Jake always does this.

It’s the EEK! onomy

The stick market is crumbling!


Thanks for going out on a limb, Sara M.

Goosey Two Shoes

Just when we thought Red Goose Shoes went out of business decades ago, they go and make a comeback. Sender-inner Rebecca B. explains:

These nice folks were staying with us at the St. Francis Inn in St. Augustine, FL. They let me photograph their pet goose, who goes by the name of “Gator.”


While walking alongside his owners in urban or suburban areas, Gator often has to cross many blocks of asphalt and concrete. All that rough terrain takes a toll on his feet, so his people commissioned a special pair of Teva sandals for their bird.


They say it’s totally worth the expense, and Gator seems to like the shoes just fine …


… though sometimes it looks like he “marches” more than he walks. Very deliberate steps.

Oi, where am I?

This isn’t Charing Cross Station!  I need to get to the Leaky Cauldron.


Your plans have gone down the tubes, Bailey & Martha P.

Cut Me Some Quack

Hey Mom! All my friends are here! You can leave now! You’re in our no-fly zone!

(Silent, “YAY she’s leaving!” , ’cause she might hear.)

Credit for good con duck, Andrea S.

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