Confusing! Staring! Contest!

Having a staring contest with Edgar was like playing paddy-cake with an octopus – it was the most disconcerting few minutes you’ll ever experience. He seemed to meet my gaze, yet each eye also seemed to look due east and west simultaneously…

That’s some powerful peripheral vision, Dan T. Photo by Karin.

Marvin shares a piece of his mind

“… and if that’s not enough, that smarmy jerk doesn’t even have the guts to come down here and tell me himself, so if he thinks he can make me work Saturdays, he can just kiss my furry a… aaaand he’s right behind me, isn’t he?”

Timing is everything, Spiky G.

Why Wait for Valentine’s Day?

Please, please, please don’t think less of me for singing Celine Dion’s “My Heart Will Go On” in my head…

Love is in the air (as is dander), Jessica D. via How Animals Kiss

Snow Kidding

From Tiffany L.: “We’ve have quite the blast of snow on the East Coast.  This is my little Yorkie Chibi trying to comprehend the white stuff around her.  Enjoy!”

Activate the Magnetomic Snow-Hance-A-Tron!

THIS JUST IN: HOVERHOG

Hoverhog flies over this great land, searching for toilet paper tubes WITH HIS BEADY EYES OMG

Mr T’s hedgehog by phrenophile.

My money’s on the one at the bottom

The results of your tests are back, Mrs. Penny, and I’m afraid those two growths are actually …  extra heads. There’s no medically sane reason why this should be happening, but unless we operate now, one of them could take over within weeks.

Antonieta è una madre meravigliosa, Jorge E.

Just Be Thankful They Didn’t Get Their Paws on a Glue Gun

It may not look like it, but they were just trying to decorate the living room with some homemade streamers and cut-out hearts for Valentine’s Day.

We suspect that if they had the use of thumbs, this debacle would’ve turned out better.

As it is…notsomuch, Austen W.

I know you stopped listening a while ago [paw swipe]

But I have sooooooo much more to say! [tail twitch]

Ffffffttt Fffffttt:


The Cutest by GoldenEel.

Meet My New Lady

“Oooh, well look at you! You’re fancier than an M&M!”

“My name’s Bud – will you be my best friend?”

“You’re the prettiest mole I’ve ever had, bestie.”

Mai P., this is the start of a beautiful friendship. Photo credit by www.maibri.com.

And now, time for “The Avian Gourmet”

For the bird of refined tastes, a glorious afternoon’s cracker-tasting is one of life’s most sumptuous pleasures. The heady aroma of the wheat, the piquant delight of the perfectly roasted sesame seed — these infuse the soul with inspiration.

Having said this, it must be confessed that the standard concoction of flour and salt possesses a consistency as dry as one’s own Rabelaisian wit. So one must rejuvenate the palate between courses and ready it for the wonders yet to come.

While many of my colleagues are partial to a mild sorbet for this purpose, I prefer going straight to the source: Nature’s bounty, in this case, a succulent strawberry. The juice should not be too tart; we wish to cleanse the palate, not strip-mine it.

Also, an attendant with a napkin is usually advisable at this stage…

“The Avian Gourmet” is brought to you by the generous support of Emilie C. and viewers like you.

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