Grumble, Grumble, Grumble

(Cliff Clavin voice) Ya see, it’s actually a little known fact that, eh, a group of pugs is known by us in the know-it-all profession to be called a “grumble”. It’s true.

OK! With that, we are bringing this adorable grumble of pugs back out for an encore presentayshe!

Fave Frame:

As seen on YouTube from The Fabulous Pug Models.

Cats And The Cradle

[This thing haz gonna drive me BONKERS. But it’s not as bad as that stoopid laser pointer.]

Sent in by Andrew Y.

Pretty Smart

So, it took 864 pages just to tell me I am what I am?

Via Boing Boing.

This Bun’s For You

Some bunnies want to binky

Some want to hop

Some want to be wallpaper

On your desktop.

More to choose from at Microsoft wallpapere’s.

You’re Done When I SAY You’re Done

[It’s Bunday. This is MY day. And I wanna be petted. A LOT. U exist to service…ME. Oooh, sound like The Borg, don’t I? Well, keep at it, and where are the carrots U promised me?]

From TO.

A Tearful Confession

“All right, I admit it — I’m a… a boxhead. For years I kept it from you, where I would go late at night, I was with my fellow boxheads, the one place where I could truly be myself. You don’t know what it feels like, day after day, to see boxes everywhere and know that they want you, need you. Well, I’m not going to live this lie any longer! I’m a boxhead and I’m proud!


“I hear my cat crying in the bathroom, walking in, I see this,” says Redditor something_something1.

Bebeh Grilla Alert!

Well, WELL! Look who just arrived at the San Diego Zoo. Contrary to the color of the cap shown, this is a girl!


Cat Rituals

Oh, most holy Ikea artificial candle, bathe my furry essence in your supernatural luminance, in order that I may gain the sight beyond sight — the ability to see beings from other dimensions after staring at the same spot on the wall for ten minutes.


Spotted at a cat cafe in Japan by Flicker-er Sousui.

Tales of the Lonesome Prairie

(Under the burning Oklahoma sun, the stoic cowboy searches the horizon. His steely eye finds its target: a stray. Leaping from his sprinting steed, the cowpoke lands squarely on the dogie’s back, but the beast refuses to surrender, frantically pitching and rocking to free itself from…)

(I said, “frantically pitching and rocking”… Hello?)


“She saw the kids playing on it and now she meows until you rock her,” says Redditor rc1honda.

Caturday: Let The Sun Shine In

It’s Caturday Afternoon…the hoomin done took The Dog to the vet for a checkup, and that means nothing, but NOTHING is gonna mess up Little Oscar’s sunbeam.


Oscar, from Cuteporter Lyndsey H.


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