Short Attention Spans are Cute

Admit it! I’m cuter than you.

You can’t out-cute me!

I’m fluffier than you’ll ever be!

You can’t get by on fluffiness forever!

Oh come on, I’m cute and fluffy. I win!

Fluffy don’t put dinner on the table!

Dinner? Dinner? Where, where?!

That went well, Vanessa C.

Elvis (Dachshund) and Daisy’s (kitty) opinions do not necessarily reflect those of this site.

Tower of Will Power

So! You think you are strong because you can balance a treat on your nose?! Now submit to the ultimate test of Zen mastery — the Milk-Bone Jenga Tower! Hai!

Survival of the Frigidest

The lone wolf, sacrificing the warmth of its den, goes out in pursuit of a manna in the frigid air and whirlpool winds of winter. Driven only by instinct and no kitchen aid, it pushes on through the side-by-side snows and worn out seals, wondering where kenmore snausage snacks be found.

Belinda D.’s Alfie has some n-ice hunting skills.

When Help Finally Arrived

Don’t move! We’ll get you out! But first do you mind if we get a photo of this!

Photo taken by Irene Anderson who says, “Everyone enjoys a good soak in the tub! Our dog Gromit thinks so!”


Mmmmm (sniff, sniff), he went with the mesquite charcoal this time, good choice…

(sniff, sniff) Is that a whiskey sauce he’s using? (sniff, sniff) No, it’s tomato-based, but with too much vinegar, that’s what confused me…

OK, time for the first flip… (sniff, sniff) Ooooooh yeeeeaaahhh, that’s heavenly…

Pass the napkins, Carmel C.

What Are Your Terms?

It’s simple really. Until all my demands are met, I keep slobbering.

I’m fully prepared to speed things up.

Throw Costello a bone! Andrew H. says Costello “is a 6 month old (yes 6), Old English Bulldog puppy.”

Like, Woof

So like, what I’m expressing here is: Dog doesn’t need your corporate fascism, Mister Businessman. Dog has no use for your unhip grey-flannel-suburban-split-level-claims-adjusting-7:53-from-Hartford mental prison, baby.

Dog just needs to be free, y’know? Dog needs to, like, spill his martini once and a while, because that’s real, that’s truth. That… is… what… life… is… maaaaaaan.

Groovy chick Tina D. hits us with: “This is my poodle Emmett, badly in need of a haircut, posing with a new piece of artwork that my fiance and I plan to hang in our living room.”

The Streamlined World of… the Future!

Here at the Cute Overload Observation and Testing (COOT) facility, we’re building the pup of tomorrow today. Our high-speed wind tunnel subjects snouts to extreme air pressure, resulting in dogs that are sleeker, faster… or in this case, just goofier.

Alexandra R. says: “This is my dog, Emma. We live in Boston, Massachusetts and hadn’t left town in about six months. She normally hates the car; I can’t even run to the store with her so driving up to Maine is never fun (four hours). I think that she craved the fresh air so much because her jowls were flapping in the wind the entire time. I was lucky enough to get this snap of the happiest dog on the planet.”

Beware of Dog Breath

There’s my shoe. Time to fetch the deodorizer.

Molly the English bulldog puppy looks scentimental, Rachel D.

You Never Take Me Anywhere!

I wanna go on a Royal Crabbyean cruise! I wanna go to Purrmewda! I wanna go snorgling and you go Scooby diving!

Uh-oh Bennycake, Orangeballs wants cruise control. Sender-inner Amy O. says, “…this was shot on location in the Bahamas where mixed-breed local dogs are called ‘potcakes’.”


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