Welcome To The Meelk Bar

Pull up a bar stool and get you some. I’ll throw in the purring for free.

Well captured Furrtographer!

Seal of Disapproval

The Arctic — icy, vast, forbidding. In these frigid depths, warm-blooded creatures face the cold realities of survival. Tonight, on Extreme Ocean Quest, we’ll explore this harsh, unyielding… (Um, pardon me, I’m trying to introduce the show here…)

Photo by marine biologist Dr. Alex Mustard.

Got bamboo?

I know that white Pandas get the most pub, but you cannot deny the appeal of this furry lil’ knucklehead. Look at those eyes. The paws. The kronch kronch kronch o’ the bamboo with those leetle toofums. Too, too much to handle.

Panda photo magic from Detleff Knapp.

Oscar and Felix: You gonna eat that?

Here’s a true Odd Couple. You’ve got Mr. Slobberknocker on the right, folds and all. Clearly Oscar. Then on the left, Mr. T clearly exhibits persnickety tendencies of Felix. The staredown at the end has been certified MaxProsh® by Inspector B.

This slobbery gem from MrHutchy666.

A Gift for Reflection

From the Snarker Image Catalog comes the ideal grooming accessory for the busy executive: the Mirror Clock. No longer do you have to stop looking at yourself just to see what time it is — thanks to the Mirror Clock, you can do both!

Giddyup, Krazik!

F. Stop Fitzgerald

But you can call me “Fitzy.”

Don’t zoom in on this image, Jean Winters Olkonen.

Mood Swings 2.0

Earlier this month we showed you a totally outrageous Bebeh Trunkster (new term) splashing around on the beach. Here’s Round Two!

There are no words, John Lindie.

The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady Deer

July 19, 1906: “Third day of bright sunshine and fifth without rain. Miss Flowerdew gave me two Creeping Plume of the Meadow which she had gathered growing wild in Berwickleyshire. Their conspicuous blooms make fine patches of color among the green blades. Presently the air hangs quite heavy with their distinctive perfume.”  …drops pen and diary, keels over

With apologies to Edith Holden, via Mike Lentz.

Let’s Play: Name That Critter!

Need some help here, People! Megster thinks these guys are gerbils. I…dunno. I do know they are at this very minute trying to steal my soul with their totally adorabuhl little bods.  I mean, get real.  We’ve got snouts, we’ve got leetle teeny feet n’ tails, closed eye capsulz, The Works.  You see what we’re up against…this is serious stuff. So, let’s play Name That Critter!


Total Critter Thanks Go To Kim N’ Marcie!

We’re Outta Snausages

Dat’s right. Go to market. Or dis little piggy gets it.


Dat’s an offer you can’t refuse, Sandra!


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