But once the grounds of Yellowstone cleared, they cranked them some Loggins and they freaking DANCED.

My, my, Marilyn T: You’ve been workin’ so hard, and punching that card. Eight hours, for what? Cute Overload’s whatchu got.

Photo by Oliver Klink, and to see the original post on Nat Geo, click here.

Thanks, Nick W. and Sunny B. Check out ALL the great pics over at Mail Online.

Via Niik’s Posterous.

More photos and story about the Maine Bear Monitoring program here, hat tip to sender-inner Jackie.

There will be a 30-minute wait for the Dangling Paw Red Panda Monorail.

Please expect multiple bamboo-nomming delays. [sigh]

Squirrel reinforcements are on their way with back-up nuts.*

*Wait What!?

Brian B. took these shots at the Smithsonian Zoo.

BEAR-HANCE!

Nice Panda molecule, Steve W.

My God, Florence. Have you no control? I can’t even give you a simple hug without you blowing your backdoor trumpet. And no, calling them “misdirected burps” does not make them more endearing.

There has to be a way of getting out of going to Carl and Francine’s dinner party. Those two are bad enough, but throw in Florence and Hank…? I’d rather sit here alone and count cinder blocks.

Photos courtesy of AP/San Diego Zoo/Tammy Spratt; AP/Martin Meissner; Reuters/Jason Lee

Snorgling machine is more like it, Samantha B.