Where are my ankle weights???

Ummm, I thought inhaling that balloon would only make my voice sound weird…

Believe it or not, he’s walking on air…Thanks, Richard Peters Photo and Sender-Inner Victoria M.

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.

Spring Forward, Fall Down

Just a reminder, U.S. cuteologists: Daylight Saving Time begins tomorrow 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).

Thanks to Neopatra for sharing this in a recent comments thread.

My carrot! My carrot!

Why you lousy, goat-for-nothing thief! Give me back my lunch!

(nhhrrgh!) This is (hrrrggnh!) no way (arrrgth!) to treat a vegetarian!

Well, fine!  I didn’t want your stupid carrot anyway!

Hee, hee, hee — Chelsea knows we’re running her photos in reverse order.

Frolicking, check…

Sense of direct-shons? No.

CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP:

Eve S., Where’s Bea!?

Pigsaw Puzzle

Just a few pieces left to go…

I need a bit of pig for the upper right corner…

and then I’m missing some pig on the left side…

well, I guess it’s all pig, really.

Seen at Kensington State Park in Michigan, courtesy of Claire H.

Little Orphan Angelo

Born on a truck headed for a slaughterhouse, Angelo was on his way to lamb-chop Heaven when a sharp-eyed passerby begged the driver to set him free. Now in the care of Farm Sanctuary, he’s a sproinging, munching, pig-sniffing bundle of joy.

Video provided by Farm Sanctuary.

THIS JUST IN: Ridiculous bellage

Sender-Inner Mary F. just sent in the most redonk submishe. Upon further inspecshe, her submishe led us to the R.P.B. (Redonk Piglet Belleh) below. Now I see why they are called Pot Belleh Peegs. I SEE IT!

Love the look on his face, Mary F.

An Actual Wart Hog

“Look, I’m not going to call her a parasite, but need I remind anyone that I’m man’s best friend?

Let me guess, Duchess the Pit Bull knows that Polly the Pig has the intellectual edge, Jeremy O.

Clive Kills the Mood

“Dammit, Clive! Whisper – whisper! – sweet nothings in my ear!”

Clive wasn’t picking up what she was throwing down, Chris V. via Wildpark Lüneburger Heide


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