Have A Nice Day, Hoomin

Have fun at work. I’ll stay home with the dog. We’re best friends! It’ll be fine.

Trust me.

She sounds trustworthy E. Gracheva.

Pepe le Pew Scores at Last

‘Allo, mah lee-tle belle femme skonk fatale! You look like zee angel when you are le sleepeengs, but alas, I must wake you to get your order for zee breakfast of bed!

Skwerl Steals Puppeh’s Identity

They’ll do anything for belly rubs!

Somewhere out there, is a puppeh burying acorns, LinninIN

I’m Telling You, It Was This Big!

That fish was so close, it almost jumped right into my paws! I nearly had it! What, you don’t believe me? Look at this face! Is this a face that would lie to you? Is it?

From this gigantic slide show of baby animals in the N.Y. Daily News.

Aw, Look on the Bright Side

At least your dirty secrets are safe right here with us. We won’t tell anyone about it.

Our lips are sealed!

Makes locked-lips-twisting-and-throwing-away-the-key motion.

Blame it all on DogShaming

The C.O. Guide to Musical Food

With a limited range of less than two octaves, the treble cracker is less versatile than, say, the tenor pretzel, yet nonetheless its glistening high notes make it an indispensable instrument in the snackwinds section of any food-based orchestra.

Via Attack of the Cute.

The Tower of Hairbel

And lo, for many days and nights were the painful ear drops required; and this did displease Cat, and Cat’s loyal subject, who was wise and kind of heart, did seek amends. And thus did he build a mighty tower, that stretched into the heavens or at least near the ceiling. And Cat saw what the man had done, and was pleased.

Look! A Finger Gargoyle!

If you have real sweaty hands, you should get a finger gargoyle to convey the moisture away from your palms. No more damp handshakes for you!

Plenty of time to get one before Halloween, saltehhh.

Some Would Call It a Bucket…

I call it a spa!

Oh, Attack of the Cute! What a great reminder to make time for yourself and to be so happy your tongue hangs out the side of your mouth.

Meanwhile, at Dr. Sherman Kelfloffer’s Holistic Poolside Dental Clinic…

“… and that’s when my daughter, apropos of nothing (wider, please), announces she’s going out trash-can tipping with some boy from college (hold still, thanks) I’ve never even met! Well, I tore into her… say, you’ve stopped flossing, haven’t you?”


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