Any New Puppy Owner’s First Day

“Don’t give me that look – you know you’re not supposed to do that…”


“Noooo….not that either…”


“Oh come on –how can I say no to this –these are verrrry expensive earphones, so NO-NO….”


“OK, I think we have a problem.”


Toothy, Kim B.

Ushering in Nosevember

In icy Nosevember, as the west wind blows
As mercury plummets and shutters close
As candles flicker their final throes
What lurks nearby, do you suppose?

Ruh-rohs!

From highs or lows, in grim repose
Its steady, strident sniffing grows
Like tell-tale hearts in tales of Poe’s
And where it comes from, no one knows.

So heed this warning, to all those
Who seek out warmth for frozen toes
Where icy moistness sometimes goes,
Beware the chill of … THE LURKING NOSE!

Nosevember poetry by our very own NTMTOM. Warm thanks to Kirsten S.(top photo) And The Dog Got Curious… by Michelle in Ireland. (middle photo) and FUNNIEST CLOSEUP by unaerica. (bottom photo.)

And The Dog Got Curious…

Go Giantszzzzz

Today, our beloved San Francisco Giants got the key to the city and a ticker tape parade for winning the world series. SOMEONE over-indulged (way to go, Rachel P.!)

Bunway Airlines Your Wings are Crooked, Over

Tower, this is Bunway, requesting a fly-by, Over.

That’s a negative, Bunway, the pattern is full. [Photo by Saraide]

Juvenile Owl Humor

“Wow, is this a hot day or what? It’s so hot, I’m molting! Get it? Molting! Like ‘melting,’ but with an ‘O’.”

(I can't believe I'm related to this clown.)

Great Horned Owl chicks from Green Valley, Arizona. Photo by kretyen.

Damn These Artsy-Fartsy Neighborhoods

When the landlord said this nest was “Christo’s latest creation!” I just assumed he meant it was furnished with some junk from IKEA.

I want my security deposit back.

Modern loft, Hannah P. Photo by Chris

World Series Win Spurs Hurt Feelings

I’m considered a giant and nobody asked me to participate in a fun series of games in which I might win something super cool.

Congrats Giants – how you did it without The Baby, is anyone’s guess. Right,  Jorden C.?

Vote! Vote! Vote!

Vote! Vote! Vote! Like a baby stoat!
Stoat! Stoat! Stoat! Cast a leetle vote!

We spoke our piece, we marched the march, we waved our misspelled signs
But on this day comes the best way to say what’s on our minds

Whether you pick Governor Moonbeam or the Lady-Who’s-Not-A-Witch
Just be sure to show up early, so you vote without a hitch!

Don’t scorn those with opposing views; call no one idiotic
For we’re just stars of different stripes, and each as patriotic

So get it done, there’s no excuse; no citizen should be lazy
Restore some sanity to our beloved democrazy!

Stoat photo submitted by Fiona B. Credits: Cat, Sheryl; Newt, Jan Tik; Dog, Randy Robertson, Rooster, Ann Rafalko.

Mr. Velvet

Try not to feel too bad about your homely self when you’re near me–not many can compete with me…

Mr. Velvet.

That’s a handful of ego, Erica P.

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