Hark! A Carrot Being Peeled!

Recently washed, judging by the sound of the dripping water… Somewhere within a six-block radius… Definitely a carrot, too short for a parsnip; seven, maybe eight inches… Rougher texture on one side, possibly damaged in handling… Peeler is stainless steel, with plastic handle…

Expert bun reporting brought to you by antaean.

Welcome to the Share-A-Tum® Hotel

We promise to make your stay as comfterbuhls as possible and we offer complimentary nuts on your pillow.

Time to check out Coast and Canyon Wildlife!

Rhumba on a Roomba

Prairie dogs. Roomba. Bossa Nova. Five minutes. Nineteen seconds.

It’s… it’s… beautiful.

Step 1: Approach Kitteh Belleh

STEP 2: Attempt snorfing of stomachular area:

STEP 3: Witness either Smile or Claw swipe [Ffffft! Fffffft!]

This Snorf-a-thon Lesson brought to you by Sender-Inner Lindsay E.

Compurrter Dating Service

After your roborub, would you like to play a game? (pulls chess set out of front compartment)

Maybe it’s looking for Oreo’s snooze button, meddygarnet .

Bunway Airlines You Are Cleared for Take Off, Over

Do not stop for ear skritches, this is a non-stop flight, Over.

Maartje V. will be your pursor for this flight. Carrot service begins when we hit 20 thousand feet.

Let’s check in on the porch wallabies

Remember the wallabies on Maddie B.’s back porch?

They’re back again, looking as prosh hungry as ever.

More wallaby action over at Maddie B.’s blog.

I Officially Approve of the New Water Bowl [English Accent]

Yeeeeeees! THIS will do. [displaces water with ‘tocks]

His Majesty is pleased thanks toSir Phillip “Ant” Pi.

Too Glenn Close for Comfort

You know, I really don’t get this guy. He’s got a lovely wife and daughter, great job, beautiful home — and he just throws it away on an affair with a total psycho!

And now they’re gone, and she’s out there, skulking around my rabbit hutch… I’ll just hide in this pot until she goes away! She’ll never think to look for me in here!

Sender-inner Michelle C. says: “So I had this brainiac idea to take pics of my rabbit Bun Bun (or the Bun Bun, as she prefers to be called!) in a giant pot because, well, what’s her dignity against the amusement of myself and others?”

Hoppy Hour

“Bartender, I’d like a Fuzzy Navel, please.” the frog said, a tad politely.

Let the good slimes roll, Paula A.!


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