Open your eyes! (you rub your eyes in disbelief)
You’re back in "Pup Heaven"! You’re still sipping that perfect Long Island Iced Tea when you come upon this little Pupulence. He certainly looks familiar, then you realize it’s Pete the Pup from the Lil’ Rascals. Ahn, nice ta see ya, Pete.
Gracias, Manuel P.
Listen here, meow. I highly recommend Entertainment Weekly, meow. But when your sister has stolen it, and is reading it in the bathtub, basically holding you meow hostage, how about A Million Little—I mean Anna Karenina?
Liz S., we said ‘meow’ three times, meow.
Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed reader Todd T. sent this gem in. Yes, Hopelessly Photoshopped™, but high-larious. What’s happening in there?! Did Mr. Kitten-Pants get spilled upon!? Of course wet paws are always cute.
OK OK OKAY ALREADY!
Geeshe.
I have received one billion trillion emails on the following topic, so it’s finally time to post it. Yes, you’ve all read it, bit GUESS WHAT? you’re going to READ IT AGAIN.
I submit to you, thanks to a million billion Cute O readers, the True Story of a Remarkable Friendship. The story of Owen and Mzee, a baby hippo and turtle who befriended each other in Kenya. It’s an uplifting story [music starting] of a tsunami that hit back in 2004, [wildlife sounds] where these two homeless ani-pals were moved to Hallard Park, an animal sanctuary in Kenya. [Macaws cawwing]
"Owen", aka "The Baby Hipster" was one of the animals who moved in. It was here he met "Mzee", a 130 year-old tortoise. [Three's Company Music] The two have been inseparable ever since! The hijiinx!
And now, there’s even a book about it.
Hip hip….
Hooray!
Thanks, Melanie T. and the bajillions of others who sent the story in.
Nyerhe! Nyerhe! stop eeeeeeeeeet
Stop eet, a thousand times, ‘Nyerhe!"
Ehhnnnnnn!
Ears back, Momo.
Slurp, slurp. slurp suh-lurp.
I lick your tiny legs and
then I let you go.
Lickable Frogulence brot to you by Cuteologist Carolyn from New Jersey.
Happy Hamburgler to Atticus who celebrated his first birthday, and made a wish for 50 million more hamburgers.
Blow out the candle, Traci R.!
Mitchu lives with "The kittenmaster" inParis, France. They named him "Mitchu" meaning "kitten" in misspelled and mispronouncedItalian. Ever since Mitchu was a kitten, he has loved this chair so much (yes, that white thing is achair).
Here he is hugging the beloved chair while rubbing his cheek onit!
Purrrrrrgle.
Sthuper Sthecret!
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Sparkster here again, with a CO Exclusive™. Rufus rooms with a coworker and makes regular appearances at my office. How bitter is the wife when I get to see scenes like this every other day? Pretty bitter… Ha! Take that, wife!
I explained to Rufus how popular he is on Cute Overload and managed to secure this interview. He gave me 10 minutes.
S: Rufus, what are you training for right now?
R: Bark, bark, bark! *cough* *cough* Sorry, about that. I’m in deep training right now trying to drop some critical pounds in preparation for kicking some serious dog ass in the park.
S: Right, right. That Pit seemed to be, uh, "frontin’" the other day…
R: Homie, don’t try to talk street. You sound like a jack ass. Anyway, you’re talking about "Francis." He scraped the inside of my leg the other day and thinks he’s a playah, but he ain’t.
S: That’s heavy. How are you training?
R: Oh, yeah… You’re talking about the Rufus Program. The Program is rock solid! The Program is sound! See these muscles? See them!? Go ahead and squeeze! That’s pure muscle, baby!
S: OK, I’m feeling like I need an adult here…
R: Whatever… Here’s the program:
1. Maniacal Office Run
- Run around the office at breakneck speeds for no apparent reason.
Reps: 5/day
2. Prancing
- Take extra high steps to work those quads. Shows everyone else who’s the dog (man). Also really important for those shorts endorsements.
Reps: All day
3. Garbage Can Stretch
- Stretch over a garbage can and put your head down as far as you can. Burn, baby, burn!
Potential Bonus: Snackables! Mmm…
Reps: 3/day
MB: Impressive. So I noticed some iPod ear phones. Rufus, what’s on your iPod?
R: It’s called a dogPod. Anywho, Survivor is of course on heavy rotation. I’m also a big fan of Quiet Riot and some early Black Sabbath. Oh, and Britney… I’m *all* about Britney.
MB: Great stuff! So what about these rumors about you and Ms. Champion Eclipse Envy O Sportingfield?
R: Look… We just had coffee. That’s it! And in case you hear differently, I’m all man! Not that you will, because all we had was coffee.
R: This has been great, but I’m late for a meeting with my agent.
MB: Uh, right. Thank you. Rufus.
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