Could somebody get Slurpy McSlurpersons here a straw? Maybe an orange peeler? Actually, one of those electric juicers would be useful…
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.
It’s cruel. I mean look at how traumatized “Carrots” and “Coconut” are!
Oh the sufferingks! Enough is enough! No more “Sugar” or “Oreo”! No more “Pfefferneuse” or “Wasabi!” [Drool]
There, there little kittens [nibbles ear], it’s [leeck], gonna be OK NOM NOM NOM!
We’re ready for some serious eats, Gregory B.!