Those eyes could melt the hardest heart, Hadronox.
You need to learn to stick your head out the window, Unripefruit.
At least your dirty secrets are safe right here with us. We won’t tell anyone about it.
Our lips are sealed!
Makes locked-lips-twisting-and-throwing-away-the-key motion.
Blame it all on DogShaming
Separate but equal never works, Robotix.
I see we got some darn fine knobullarity here, wouldn’tcha say?
So, this is Molly when she was a bebeh. Mama didn’t let Molly nurse, so those nice Tufts Veterinary Medicine peeps down there fixed ‘er right up. Ya sure, the neck bandage was for her catheter, don’tcha know. Well, Molly’s three and a half years tall now and she’s doin’ just okie dokie!
Loose tongues look good on these two, Scramz and MollySmithms.
Confetti: Multiple bits of color that is pretty, festive and in this picture, the background to little Oliver Twist.
I’ve just had a heart Attack of the Cute.
‘Cuz if they do, they’ll get the claw!
You’re not the only one, Suspiciousdg.
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.