Hurricane Irene may have damaged pumpkin crops, but a select few survived to be mauled by bears at the Bronx Zoo, a fall tradition. Oh, the pumpkinity!
Woah, we cannot co-exist in the same era!
But look at us, we finally have proof that squirrels and dinosaurs were closer than ever thought.
Um, wow, you’re eating like there’s no tomorrow. Har, har, har.
Those are walnuts, you know, as in, dinosaur brain size.
So? Dinosaurs rely less upon brain size and more upon eating everything in their path!!!
Sender-Inner Kim B. used a remote camera to get these shots from the Bad Manors Squirrel Diner.
Day 45: My unit has been transferred from the ice planet Hoth to the cut-pile carpeting planet Blayvin, in a vain attempt to locate a Rebel stronghold. Alas, after many fruitless weeks of searching, I fear I must return to Lord Vader empty-handed. Also, RQG-49910 was eaten by a giant space kitten, which really sucked.
Photo by Flickr user Piutus.
Kitten Puffs …it was only a matter of time.
New look, same great taste, Ant!
Tigger discovers birdy vending machine. Very useful for the busy cat on the go. Tigger puts in monies and makes his selection.
Teh birdy dispensing unit took Tigger’s monies but no birdy dropped out!
Oh noes! Now it’s a venting machine…
Uh-oh. Tigger has turned it into one of those “claw-grabber” machines!
Got any spare change, Richard P.?
[Richard says Tigger was only just doing some research for House Hunters International–these units do not have en-suites. –Mod]
Dog loves you not.
Loves you not.
Loves you not.
Loves you and the flower too!
“Dog” is a Bassett Hound, named Howard. Who knew?! For more cute puppies go to Nat Geo Wild Your Puppy Pictures thanks to Marilyn T.
Somebody brought cupcakes to the CO office kitchen today! [sing song]
There’s one left! Who wants it?!
Raisin is a cupcake that can lick her own frosting. Baked by Mark M.