I think we need a new category.
I’m thinking it’s something along the lines of "Sugar and Spice" or "Wait a minute! Scroll down!" or "Cute or Gross?". This new category would cover any photo that was anerable yet…disgusting!
Like dees: [head tilt] 1 part "I Shall Leeck You", 1 part fawn ‘tocks, and ONE PART POOPULENCE!
Help me, CuteOverload! Is it cute or gee-ross!? HALP!
Meanwhile, nice work, sender-inner Mimi M. You’ve set new category wheels turning…
Dee-lee-shous leepy steecky.
I must have eet!
Melissa—your puppy looks great in "Precious Pink"!
When things got you down
and you got a perma-frown it’s
‘Tocks Up!
(bird) ‘Tocks Up!
When everything sucks
and your pockets have no bucks it’s
‘Tocks Up!
‘Tocks Up!
When you sleep through the alarm
and Grandpa bought the farm it’s
‘Tocks Up!
(in this case bird) ‘Tocks Up!
Sing it with me, People! (and William B.T.!)
"Tamsyn? Taaaaaaaaamsyn! Here kitty kitty kitty!"
(sound of shaking treats box)
"Taaaaaaaaamsyn!"
Sender-inner Purple J. says "Tamsyn" kitteh is a non-stop photo op. Uh, Jaaaaaaaaays. [Nodding]
Gracie here just HAD to lie down n demo her daintiness. These paws are practically rule #19. So close (pushing nose against screen) sooooooo close!
You are a lucky Gal Janna S!
THIS is completely unacceptable.
What a CRUMBELIEVABLE way to start off the week.
I swear—WHO SENT THIS IN!? [Looking around the room shifty-eyed]
LOL, ‘Tock-sniffin-ham-owner Jane H.! 
This is complete and total snout overload. How much is that pig LOL-ing? I bet that pig snorts when he laughs, too.
Holy bacon bits, Jennifer H.!
Karen A writes:
"Last night I walked to the bathroom, turned on the light (thank GOD i turned on the light) rounded the corner and saw…well, I didn’t know what it was. I saw an ear and gray/black fur and that’s as far as I could go. I called linda saying something like "um…lINDA! there is SOMETHING as big as a SMALL rabbit in our toilet. YES! I’M SERIOUS! hurry up, I’m gonna cry." It ended up being a opossum. When Linda got him out he was all shivery and baby and then i called him lil’ winkie. We put him in a carrier with towels and left him outside hoping that he’d make it until the morning. It’s funny how he went from disgusting, horrid creature to pitiful, little baby. He is fine today, Linda’s going to take him to the Prairie Park Nature Center."
She continues: "The worst part of the whole experience is the what if’s that keeprunning through my head. What if I didn’t turn on the light? I hardlyever turn on the light at night to pee. What if I went to pee and itbrushed against my butt? Or if i was wiping and it touched my hand?Karen think’s that I would have thought I had a opossum baby, which ispossible. Then we would have to name him Jesus and it would be amiracle to be investigated by the church. Seriously, and where the helldid he come from? There are no openings anywhere in the house (wechecked because i was convinced that his big, mean, momma was under thebed) so the only conclusion that we can come to is that he crawled upthe pipe. ugahhblaghhshivercreepyfreakout."
Karen A.—too funny.
Because the joke possibilities are endless! [singsong]
And what’s with all the shearing posts lately? I mean, what’s the deal with that? [Seinfeld voice]
As submitter G3K says: "This one’s a home run."
Excellent photo, Glamphyre!
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