Blue Kitty

Sometimes I just get a little down. I think about how I’m not getting any younger, like life is passing me by, you know? And sometimes, I think I can be sorta catty. I know I should really try to be nicer, but it’s such hard work. It’s all very tiring and sad.

I don’t know if anything would make me feel better.

Maybe a live fish.


Kitty prosaic (catnip), STAT, Danielle Levesque.

Penitent Pups

I don’t care if this is right or wrong; it’s real, real funny.


Visit Dogshaming for more photos of dogs who were delightfully bad.

Stop Starching My Leg Warmers, Mom!

Because Primrose the premie donkey was born with weak front legs, she gets to wear the ultimate pair of toe shoes until she can stand on her own four feet.

Thoroughly unimpressed FaveFrame™!

THIS JUST IN: Momma Rescutes Pups from Fire!

According to widespread reports, this mommeh rescued her little guys from a house fire in Santa Rosa de Temuco, Chile, then took them to a fire truck for safe-keepingks. Ahn! [head tilt]

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Caturday Exscuse

So sorry, I cannot go out with you tonight. I am washing my hairs.


I would wait a month of Caturdays to hang out with Merlin kitty, Dawn.

The Pitter-Patter of Defeat

Mah feets. Mah feets so beeg. Y’know whut that means?  That means I will never be abuls to find cute shoooes to wear! [little sob]


Maybe my feet are normal and everybody else’s are freakishly small.


From Stefanie K. and her well-balanced, Mango.

People, please meet Franklin

Franklin’s a nice little bebeh deer who has had a serious spot o’ misfortune. Click here to see how you can help The Frankster.


Thanks to Mike Tillmans for sending this in!

If That’s Fetch, Then I’m Out.

What do you mean I have to give it back? You threw it away, like you didn’t want it. I found it and now it’s mine.


Is this what is meant by “sticking together”, Green Eggs N Slam?

Mood Swings 2.0

Earlier this month we showed you a totally outrageous Bebeh Trunkster (new term) splashing around on the beach. Here’s Round Two!




There are no words, John Lindie.

You Put The Ass in Assayer!

You always say you’re taste testing the food for me; in case it’s poison. You nearly knock me down on your way to the bowl. Well, go ahead, taste it. Taste it hard.


I am bowled over, Cohise!