Knut: A Retrospective

Thanks to alert cuteporters, it has come to our attention that Knut the Polar Bear has passed away! He was only four years old. Cause of his death is not yet known.

We watched, loved and snorted with laughter at Knut over the years. Here are some highlights of our favorite [sniff] polar bear:


Remember his first “Wazzup, Bitches?” [snicker] paw pads pose?

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Knut’s miniature baby gut and first steps were priceless:

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Visitors flocked from far and wide to witness “The star of the Berlin Zoo”:


Knut quickly became known as an International Subearstar, playing the crowds. He really stepped it up for this photo. Geeshe:

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His fame led to awareness for green issues, where graced the cover of Vanity Fair:

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After Knut after he was abandoned by his mother, zookeeper Thomas Dorflein stayed by Knut’s side. Dorflein passed away in September 2008.


In 2009, Knut was introduced to Gianna, an Italian girl intended to become Knut’s mate. The first day they shared an enclosure, Gianna slapped Knut, but they got along peacefully after that.


Earlier this year, Knut’s lavish 4th birthday was attended by 250 people who sang to him as he gobbled up cake:

Top image by MSNBC. Knut with paw up by Yahoo and Reuters Berlin Zoo image klein Knut, little icebear baby knut by ~babsy~.Vanity Fair images by Annie Leibowitz. Knut turns four by The Telegraph.

THIS JUST IN: Pepper’s in the sunbeam again

Rambuctious puppulence Pepper is back in the sunbeam again after playing ball for 10 minutes.

So tie-tie.

Bonus Baroooooo! action at the end, provided by Sender-Inner Harmony. Photos by James. Play hoverfacts by DogChannel.

Caturday Boxhab

Will some bright scientist / animal behavioralist out there please es-plain cats and boxes to me? What is the fascinay-shons with boxes for cats? Mini-dens?

Many boxes of thanks to Chief Sister Occifer. Via Gawker.

Dr. Nope

Ah, time for my favorite spy movie… I’ve got my popcorn, my martini (shaken, not stirred)… and as the familiar twangy guitar theme begins, I see the iconic “down the gun barrel” shot and prepare to meet… Hey, waitaminit! You’re not James Bond!

I suppose Miss Moneypenny won’t mind snuggling Rocket, Liz and Matt.

Yes, Dear

Are you going to kiss me or not?!!!

I’d rather chew aluminum foil.


Good thing Casanova wasn’t a pug, Pickle & Delilah.

This Little Light of Mine

Beamses loffs me dis I noes. ‘Cause the bioluminescence tells me so.


Another Rule of Cuteness #40, according to Luke.

Wow, It’s a Real Leprechaun!

Sure’n I am, me blarney! Mornin’ at the top to ye, and, um, shillelagh me begorra! I see you’ve noticed me authentic magical leprechaun hat, begorra.

And now, I’ll lead you to me pot o’gold! (For just a wee helpin’ o’steak, begorra.)

“Our pet is called RIBBY and he is a funny pet,” says T.F.

Paddy McPoodle’s Pub Rules

Faith and begorrah! To be sure, the bartender is always right. Ach, for St. Patrick’s Day, Guinness is always right.

This red toy poodle is Winston De Courcy. Even if you’re French you’re Irish on St. Paddy’s Day!

Too ra loo ra loo, Rae Bella.

They Don’t Look So Tough to Me!

C’mon, I’ve had enough sparring with these practice dummies!

When do I get to take on a real Rottweiler? Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

And a Happy 92nd Birthday To…

… J. Whizzington Pepperpoodle, billionaire inventor of the nose hair curling iron. The jubilant nonagenarian attended a private birthday celebration at his 127-room, 20,000-acre summer home, surrounded by family, who assisted with the candles.


He looks very… well-preserved, Mischa.

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