Will the ungainly but lovable Great Dane win the love of the beautiful Collie, or will she fall under the spell of the intriguing but dangerous Rottweiler? And what of the cat; he seems loyal to the team, but can he be trusted? I can’t stand the suspense!
Wow, I feel braver already. I used to be afraid of tiled floors. They’re slippery! Now, any tiles mess with me and there will be consequences!
The part of Pup in Boots is being played by Quincy Bean, Bryn S.’s Boston Terrier.
Check it out, the new kitten’s sneaking up on the dog again.
Oh, this’ll be good. Bet you fifty walnuts he gets thrashed this time.
You’re on. C’mon, kitty! Go for the tail, go for the tail!
Hey, Fido! Show that pipsqueak what your teeth are made for!
Whoa, I totally did not see that coming.
The dog just jumps up, with the kitty still latched onto its tail…
… and then — crunch! — right into the coffee table!
Well, I guess it’s a draw, then.
Once again we see the corrupting influence of wagering in sports, Milosmom.
Why do dogs chase their tails?
Well you see, realistically, they have self image issues which also accounts for their lack of appreciation for mirrors. Philosophically, it could of course be a question of ethics, but by nature, dogs are conspicuous in their absence of moral reason, or any other kind of reason. Therefore, we can assume they are idealists and everyone knows idealists are easy!
There you are. Any better ideas?
So glad we were able to help, Bardi the Boxer and Jona G.
Maybe I should just nibble a bit off one end? No, that would ruin the symmetry…
Well, OK, how about equal nibbling on both ends? Um…
Oh, what the heck! Go for the gusto and bite it right down the middle!
Dianne says: “Although he loved his present, Gus Gus had no idea where to start!”
Look, this whole “baby” thing really soils the solid reputation of miscreance that we worked so hard to create and maintain.
Yes, I rather liked being associated with something that was clearly focused on its core principles; i.e. spreading neuroses, insolence and fur.
Fivl, (2 weeks old here) lays on his changing pad along with two furkids FuiFui (the grey one) and Milkshake (the white one). Third time’s the charm, eh, Vladmir C.?
Here, take my ice cream! Just please don’t hurt me!
Bella Lightning Bolt says, “Bill H., yer just lucky ya weren’t eatin’ a Twinkie.”
Yeah, people keep coming up to me and telling me that. “You got a big mouth,” they says, and then I says “Yeah, I know, it’s just how I am,” that’s what I says to ’em.
Like the time I run into Donna from the block, coming out of Charlie’s apartment at six in the morning, which struck me kinda funny, seeing how she’s engaged to Ralph the butcher for six months now. Anyway, she says to me “You got a big mouth, you know that?” And I says “Yeah, I get that all the time.”
And just last week, Big Vinnie come up to me, he’s the guy with the gold chains and the pompadour, even though it’s really a toupee and the chains spend more time in the pawn shop than ’round his neck on account of his gambling problem, anyway he says to me “Hey, you got a big mouth,” and I says “I know, I was just born with it.”
“My mom found this little guy on a field trip. He’s definitely happy about something,” says Elizabeth M.