Posts tagged as: Pups

Who’ll always smile and never frown?
It’s Insanely Happy Dog!
Who turns those sad days upside-down?
It’s Insanely Happy Dog!

Who’s a friend to every boy, girl and cat,
And no, his face didn’t get stuck like that,
He’s just happy to see you, so come on, let’s go,
It’s the Insaaaaaane-leeeeee
Haaaaa-peeeee Doooooooooooog
SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW!!!

The Insanely Happy Dog Show is a Tiffany G. Production.

STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING and give us your IMPORTANT OPINION!

Martha Stewart (yes, that Martha Stewart) is looking for a new Chow Chow puppeh, and cannot decide which of the following pups to pick. Her dear pup "Paw Paw" passed away in April. Get your hanky ready for this sweet blog post on Paw Paw. All three of the pups below are grand-pups of Paw Paw.

Her new puppular choices are: 1 (on left) 2 (on top of one and three) 3 (on right). Here they are at 1 week old:

SHE ONLY HAS TWO WEEKS TO FIGURE THIS OUT! (before the puppies are weaned) And it’s lollipop cupcake season so there isn’t a moment to lose!

We’re kinda partial to the smallest one on the left. They all have excellent stubbularness, tho. You know what to do; help Martha and vote vote vote like a bebeh stoat!

It’s a good thing, Susan H.!

Der der der der DER

Good night, sweet pups, good niiight!

Get to bed, Mike B.!

They say that dachshunds are the most aggressive breed, and we think that’s what this is, although it could be an elk, a bear, a small asteroid, New Jersey — honestly, we’re not sure.

And for those moments when the C.O. Extreme Close-up isn’t enough, it’s time to break out the …

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C.O. Extremely Extreme Close-up of Extremeness!
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That nose goes to eleven, Jenn.

"… because dis is our privite super-secret Fortress of Awesum Puppys Club, an’ its just for us awesum puppys, an’ you cant come in becuz your not a puppy, your a CAAAA-a-a-a-a-a-at!"

"Yeah, your a stinky CAAAA-a-a-a-a-a-at!  So go an’ get you’re own stinky cat fortress, ya big stinky doo-doo head!"

It’s just a phase, Loreen T.

August 12: The long months at sea have taken their toll on Captain Bleaargh, I fear.  Lately, his behavior is like that of a three-year-old child, and the men grow restless and dissolute.  As first mate, I have concealed his condition as best I can, but with each passing day the signs grow clearer.  He addressed the crew after breakfast, but during ten agonizing minutes, all he could produce was several gurgling noises and a number two.

Aye-aye, Carrie B.

"When Spencer and Lenore arrive from the Hamptons, tell them I’ll be joining them in the Blue Room for dinner.  And bring me another one of those lovely drinks with all the umbrellas in them."

Looks like he DOES own the place, Katherine P.

And is CHASED BY EIGHT HUNDRED PUPPEHS OMG

Via BoingBoing and Sender-Inner Anna A.

In a moment of panic, Chickie realizes he forgot to bring the BBQ sauce and only remembered sparklers.

Bad Chickie! Bad Chickie! Happy Fourth of July, Alison R.