Lemme get it…
This Sunday Snorf brought to you by Debbie B.,
It’s spreading. Dramatic Prairie Dog first started the dramz:
Then Dramatic Kitteh earned acclaim with this performance:
And now… DRAMATIC PUG takes it to new eye-popping levels!
NTMTOM writes ‘em AND finds ‘em!
What a rotten way to start your life: Separated from your mom, chased by wild dogs, a state trooper thinks you’d be better off dead, and worst of all, you gotta move to Wisconsin. But thanks to some kind Alaskans, it’ll be a happy ending all the same for this moose calf. Full story and more pics at the Los Angeles Times.
Caturday? HAH!! Saturday is the new Wednesday! It’s like “Hump Day”, only different. Remember, you heard it here first on Cute Overload — the internet’s premier cutting-edge authority on what day it isn’t. And it certainly isn’t September 18, 2008.
In the remote plains of Wazoolooland, we come upon an all-too-familiar scene: A fierce camel locked in mortal combat with the small but wily plastic bucket.
For the bucket, its only chance is to raise its defenses and hope his adversary tires …
Alas, even the bucket’s tough protective shell is no match for the camel’s ruthless onslaught …
… and with one final bite, the struggle is over.
Victorious, the mighty camel cries out his call of triumph.
We’ll be back with more of “Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom” after these messages.
Yes, sir, Gelosia … that’s your “Baby.” ( More photos here )
Peeps, I am sooooo over the whole “caturday” deal. Puhlease. What we need is a nice shiny SATURDAY MARSUPIAL SNOUT. From two-thousand-seven!
-They RULE in the Moist Nosicle category.
-They have a thumb without a nail on their back feet.
-They have elaborate whiskers.
-Their ears are pink when they’re babies and turn black as they grow up.
-They CARRY LEAVES CURLED UP IN THEIR TAILS – Come ON!
-And let’s not forget they carry their babies in a pouch – North America’s only marsupial
Hmmm. I’m thinking. I’m thinking… LET ME THINK! [shifty eyes]
HappyCat speaks to / Marmie in seat of honor / Now you write one, keh?
Favoured ginger one
Awareness is dawning now:
“HE does not love me!”
You rest there for now
But next time you’re not looking
I will nom your face
These Fox New pundits,
New court nominee.
Move your proud buttocks
Why don’t you go lick a pig
I am descended
From black panthers and lions
You are named for jam.
Haikus are easy,
But they don’t always make sense,
Nice shot, Sarah W.
I’m wracking my tiny brains to figure it out. This lil’ McSheepersons looks like someone…
WHO IS IT!?
Help me Susan G., you’re my only hope!
Susan G. of the fabulous Martha’s Vineyard Fiber Farms sent this puppeh in.
Baby otters… the squeaking… too cute… must not… squee… got to… hold on… must… cover ears… can’t resist… the squeaking… no use… defenses failing… ear-covering ineffective… brain turning to… pudding… squee-ing imminent…
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Remember our little workout cutie from the other day, and how some of you were all like “Hah! The dog’s leaning against the wall!” Well, check it, peeps: Wall-free aerobic awesomeness, and yes, more Beatles music.