You Sir

…are a HANDFUL!

That last picture made me yawn too, Niki L.

Terrifying Things Come in Small Packages

He is the scariest thing I’ve ever seen…

No, I can do this! They said we have to get along, so I’m going to give it a shot. Maybe he’s not so scary…

Nope, I was right the first time. He’s terrifying.

Maybe some therapy will help, Claudia R. and owner Kristen.

Stalking the Wild Letter Carrier

Day 24: I gave my porter a break so I could watch the herd across the river.  Most of them had moved to the tall rushes, where their uniforms camouflaged them.  From their skittish chatter, I could tell they sensed my presence.  It was a waiting game now, and I played it better than any hunter alive.

Photograph by Art Verduzco, scoped out by the ever-reliable Marilyn T. and Susan W., as seen on the Daily Dozen National Geographic.

THIS JUST IN: Ninja Puppeh!

Meet Boo, the ninja dog! When Boo’s owner first dressed him up for a parade in Kyoto, Japan, little did he know the Pekinese would become a local legend, but that’s what happened.  Now the pup makes personal appearances all over town.

Welcome to Play Fight Club

The first rule of Play Fight Club is: You do not talk about Play Fight Club.

The second rule of Play Fight Club is: You do not talk about Play Fight Club.

Third rule of Play Fight Club:  If someone yelps, goes limp, or taps out, the play fight is over.

Fourth rule:  Only two pups to a play fight.

Fifth rule:  One play fight at a time, fellas.

Sixth rule:  The play fights are soft kronches only.  No shirt, no shoes, no chomping.

Seventh rule:  Play fights will go on as long it’s fun.

And the eighth and final rule:  If this is your first time at Play Fight Club, you have to fight.

Now that’s what I call a play date, Amy S.

The Year in Cute, 2009

… and, for some things, there are no words.  (Click pictures to view original posts.)

And Now It’s Time to Play ‘Pup or Seal?’

And our first contestant is Gravy, whose favorite foods are fish and steak, and whose favorite hobbies include chasing cars and balancing a ball on his nose!

Hmm — Tough call, Megan S.

The Biggest Loser

After six months on the ranch, Bubba the 250-pound Mastiff, was unrecognizable.

Sweatin’ to the Oldies, Monique K-D.

Year In Cute 2009: Owche

When our ani-pal friends get an owie, Cuteologists respond with an outpouring of concern, which sometimes takes the form of uncontrollable giggling.  Below, a sampling of Cute or Sad? moments for 2009 (click pictures to see original posts).

Year in Cute 2009: Isn’t It Romantic?

We continue our look back at 2009 fondly—make that fondlingly—with a salute to snorgling:  Interspecies, intraspecies and intra-whatever. (Click pictures to view original posts. Parental guidance suggested.)

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