Look, sometimes, a Pup and his Ferret just wanna cuddle. Is that SO WRONG!?
No. the answer is no, Becca F.
Pantry Pal…DEUX!
July 29, 2006 By
Pantry Pal 2: [Looking over the work of Pantry Pal 1] "Uh, says here they wanted TWO loaves of Whole grain and TWO Pistacios Puddings. I only see one pudding."
Pantry Pal 1: [Shivers in corner]
Pantry Pal 2: "Yep, says so right here." [grabs pencil]
Nice Pantry Pal addition, Sasha P.!
Pantry Pal
July 28, 2006 By
Look—you’re busy, we all are.
Who has time to shop for foodstuffs when there are so many Web sites to visit? Do you need more brown sugar or Vanilla cake mix? WHO THE HECKKNOWS?!
Introducing Pantry Pal™—the rat who keeps constant track of your pantry stock. Need more Whole grain bread goodness? —Oh, it’s ordered. More Pistacio Jello pudding? Check.
Make your bare cupboard a thing of the past.
Get your Pantry Pal™ today.
Katie S. YOu’re right, I could not resist that face. (OR TEENY PAW!)
Lerrrrve!
July 28, 2006 By
Nuzzling Lorie #1: I lerrrve you.
Nuzzling Lorie #2: No, I lerve YOU!
Nuzzling Lorie #1: No. You!
Nuzzling Lorie #2: I lerrrve you more.
Nuzzling Lorie #1: I lerrrve you more.
Nuzzling Lorie #2: More.
Nuzzling Lorie #1: More!
Nuzzling Lorie #2: MORE!
Nuzzling Lorie #1: MORE!!!
[cloud of feathers]
Steven W.—please try and maintain some kind of control here. For crying out loud.
Keeping-cool tactic
July 28, 2006 By
Mehbeh if I just keep a teeny part of me tongue out, I’ll stay a few degrees cooler. Yes! Yes, that’s the ticket!
Gracias, Anna, the tongue-wielding KITTEH
Baby! Baby! Woooooooooooo!
July 28, 2006 By
Woooooooo! Baby! You are lookin’ HOT! H-O-T in that tankini woooooooooo! How ’bout swimmin’ over here and pullin’ up a floating chaise, Baby? ow! Oh yeah, the Coors Light Malteases are here now too—woooooooo!
Dianne M. This scene is like, radical.
A famous tongue
July 27, 2006 By
People, this is Lucy, the famous hamster of HamsterTracker fame. Her tongue just needs an extreme close-up for your viewing pleasure. Yes, it might be a little strange to look so closely at a hamster tongue, but, well, you really should check it out.
C.O.X.C.U.B!. [Cute Overload Xtreme Close-up Brah!!!!]
Mathijs V.! You did it again.
Love……exciting and new
July 27, 2006 By
Come aboard….
We’re expecting YOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!
THE LOVE BOAT!
Soon we’ll be making anuther run!
THE LOVE BOAT!
Promises some-thing-for-ev-ry-one!
Ferret one and two, NAPPING ON THE FIESTA DECK. Right, Doris?
Sniffing, sniffing, always sniffing
July 27, 2006 By
Constantly-moving bun noses. Why is that/ Must they always move their noses? Are they constantly taking in smells that require nose-ular movement? sniff sniff sniff—it’s a never-ending Sniff-a-thon. Oh, and please note: TINY TAIL ALERT!
Glorius manicure, Deidre C.!
Lil’ Winkie
July 27, 2006 By
Karen A writes:
"Last night I walked to the bathroom, turned on the light (thank GOD i turned on the light) rounded the corner and saw…well, I didn’t know what it was. I saw an ear and gray/black fur and that’s as far as I could go. I called linda saying something like "um…lINDA! there is SOMETHING as big as a SMALL rabbit in our toilet. YES! I’M SERIOUS! hurry up, I’m gonna cry." It ended up being a opossum. When Linda got him out he was all shivery and baby and then i called him lil’ winkie. We put him in a carrier with towels and left him outside hoping that he’d make it until the morning. It’s funny how he went from disgusting, horrid creature to pitiful, little baby. He is fine today, Linda’s going to take him to the Prairie Park Nature Center."
She continues: "The worst part of the whole experience is the what if’s that keeprunning through my head. What if I didn’t turn on the light? I hardlyever turn on the light at night to pee. What if I went to pee and itbrushed against my butt? Or if i was wiping and it touched my hand?Karen think’s that I would have thought I had a opossum baby, which ispossible. Then we would have to name him Jesus and it would be amiracle to be investigated by the church. Seriously, and where the helldid he come from? There are no openings anywhere in the house (wechecked because i was convinced that his big, mean, momma was under thebed) so the only conclusion that we can come to is that he crawled upthe pipe. ugahhblaghhshivercreepyfreakout."
Karen A.—too funny.
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