Kids, settle down, it’s time for your bedtime story.
KIDS!
…So that’s how your father and I met, Nuts Jr.
I think it was my Mexican Acorns con Arroz that he really fell in love with.
OK Kids, off to bed. Tomorrow you’re father’s taking you telephone wire walking, so rest up.
Laura W. found this interspecies snorgle-a-thon over at ABC News.
Ahhhhhh yeah. This is an oldie but a goodie, People. It’s all explained in the video, just press play.
Thank you to the 3.2 Beeeellion people who sent this in. Most recently Rita S-V.
According to BBC, Behbeh cubbersons "Zara" was born to a young and inexperienced Ma who wasn’t sure how to take care of her. At under three pounds, this cub woulda died if it weren’t a certain Linton Zoo Director. Eventually, this cub will be set loose in Uganda, but in the meantime, "Arnie" the cat is getting his snorgle on.
Mer…ALGH, Stephanie N.!
"Lordy me, that picture takes me back. It was at the Rotary Club picnic, and there was this boy — and I swear he must have followed us the whole afternoon, working up his nerve. Finally he comes up to me — and of course he was much thinner then, dont’cha know, and he still had all his fur — and he just stands there, staring.
"Well, after a few minutes of this, I give up and turn to get some more tuna casserole, and he just up and bites me on the tail! Right in front of everybody! And well, of course I’m just madder than I-don’t-know-what-all, and I’m about to haul off and slug him, when I get a look into his eyes. And it was like they were pleading with me: Don’t go.
"And I figured, if a feller wants a girl bad enough to bite her on the tail, he must want her awful bad. That was forty-seven years ago, and we been together ever since. Missed the fireworks and everything.
"Well, not entirely."
Thanks for the memories, Dia H.
I love you People.
Will you please look at this poor deer head with eye visible to the camera, and straddling kitteh [foot on left side is redonk]
[Running under door jamb, bracing for Nuffs]
Hey, how about a "I Break for Nuffs" bumpère stickère, Christine K.?
Jameson confesses his true love to Giselle, but refuses to seek a divorce from Jacki, who is undergoing delicate brain surgery by the brilliant but unpredictable Dr. Hugo Hankershlaffer. Meanwhile, Steve and Randolph must explain to Violet, Steve’s fiancée, how the two of them came to be arrested by park rangers while wearing only fishnet stockings and scuba gear.
And in the tranquil Schlongermann household, Clarence begins to suspect that young Clarence Jr. might not be his…
Pass the bon-bons, Lucy L!
The Daily Coyote is all about the adventures of Shreve Stockton and her animals in Wyoming.
Apparently, there is a NEW puppeh in town, Chloe. She’s seen here curling up with Eli (tomcat) and Charlie (rescued KYE-yoat). Apparently, Eli still runs the roost. Good kitteh.
A beellion more photos and the full story available at Daily Coyote. Thanks for the update, Emily B.
It’s Caturday, Baby…
…and I’ll sleep with FIFTY CHICKENS IF I WANT!
OMG, the HORROR, Tami S.!
Writes Sender-Inner Heather F.: "Poppy the pup was a rescue dog from the RSPCA in England. The kitten is called Motley and also needed a home. It was a match made in heaven as Poppy had had puppies not long before we took her in and Motley was a permanent kitten his entire life. Poppy would feed Motley as well as putting up with all his games and more indignities than a dog should ever have to face from a fluff ball."
Ahn. [head tilt]
Heather and Brian F., This photo was taken the year "Let’s Get Physical" went to #1. How about that.
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