Who has the silkiest ‘tocks of them all?

Me. Moi. I DO!

Silkeh_tocks
Faaaabuluus!!! Whomevah came up with the idea of a soft fur-like chick-kons is a genius. THIS is “Gordon” the silkeh rooster (he prolly knows how to accessorize, make a foofy cocktail and debate fabric samples too.) Excellent roostering, Shari E.

Gee, We Just Had Cupcakes at Mine

Bet your going-away party wasn’t as awesome as this: On his last day with four lion cubs, this “Men of C.O.” calendar candidate gets in some serious snuggling.

Spring Sproinging

In honor of today, the first day of spring, here are some sproinging lambs:


OK we’re done [rest, rest, rest]


Single sproinger by Matt Sutts. Group of spoingers by Beenbrun. And another by J. Le Grand Resting lambs by Disco Taz 71. Spring Equinox hoverfacts via Wikipedia.

The Wearin’ O’ the Grin

In honor of St. Patrick’s Day, here’s a cute little beastlette, bleating:

“Erin go Bra-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h!”


That’s a BIG Noise from a Lil lamb..:O))) by law_keven.

Things to do on St. Patrick’s Day

1. Wear something green.

2. Have a few beers.

And if you can manage both at the same time, you are officially awesome.


Hilarious face by i eated a cookie.

Top o’ the Mornin’ to Ya!

In anticipation of St. Patrick’s Day, poor Maggedy O’Brien had a few too many the night before. Obviously it’s time for a little hair of the dog to make it ’til the Guinness lunch at noon.

You know she’s in a leprechaun suit under there, right, Tracie G.?

Spring Forward, Fall Down

Just a reminder, U.S. cuteologists: Daylight Saving Time began today at 2 AM, so be sure to set your clocks ahead one hour (and shift your bed about six inches to the ri… oops, never mind).

Don’t be late, Neopatra!

Owl Rightie, Then

This video is so hootin’ cute it’ll spin your head around. Where do we sign up to give head scritchies to owlets? Is there, like, a waiting list or something?

Winston gets leecked on Valentine’s Day

Winston is THE MAN

Fave Frame™:


Thanks to Rich J. of FourFour, for this encore presentayshe of Winston.

And Don’t You Forget It

Orville Poindexter…


…Toilet Plunger Sitting Champion of 1963.


And he’s been there ever since. (gently picks off cobweb)


Sender-Inners Kate and Jeff have the interesting back story here: “So it’s 6 am Friday morning, and we’re sleeping off the Thanksgiving dinner, when we awake to the doggie door flapping and a squeak. This is our occasional wake-up call, unfortunately. Our foster kitty, Rook, is of that just-older-than-a-kitten age, and learning to hunt. She likes to bring in her prey so she can play with it in the comfort of home. We don’t appreciate her gifts, so we always chase them down ourselves, catch them, and release them back outside—they’re usually unharmed, besides being scared.

I get up to find the mouse, and fairly quickly realize that Rook had brought it into the bathroom. This is good. Less places to hide in there. I shoo Rook out of the bathroom and close the door, then go get a tupperware dish to catch it in. When I get back into the bathroom, I look in all the obvious hiding places, but don’t
immediately see it – until I look near the commode. There sits the mouse, not cowering behind the toilet, but up on top of the plunger handle.

I’m glad I got photographic evidence, otherwise I wouldn’t believe it.

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