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.)
Wookiee brings Snookie the Bear everywhere with her, and she keeps him protected in of her “love bites”. And while sitting in the garden is fine, car rides are a bit more complicated seeing as the bear is about 9 feet tall.
Hope the parents are pleased, DNA.
[Yep, this is an Encore! – Ed.]
Sabine knew that little Boris wasn’t the brightest bulb on the tree. For instance, she let it go for a while, but she finally acknowledged that his feeding instinct seemed to be off. Way off.
Maybe a map’s in order, Samantha H.?
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[Updated] A cute moment in this year’s Tournament of Roses Parade is a float featuring snowboarding bulldogs. In this rehearsal video, the pups get some practice:
Update; here’s what the float looked like at the Tournament of Roses Parade, this just in from Priscilla W:
Check out the lil’ haus that brings the pups back up the hill:
Oh man, I really tore it up at the office party this year. I told my best jokes, and I danced with all the ladies from Accounts Payable (ooooohh yeeeeeaaaah…).
I might have had just a teeny bit too much to drink, though…
Awww, he looks like a little angel when he’s passed out, Alison D.
Will he make it in between all the whimpers and scaredy-pantsness of it all?
Watch and find out:
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Remember to squee after every meal, Julie R.
…and yet, if I understand you correctly, it is in fact a baked product, and not a nut at all! Most intriguing! And the colorful objects scattered randomly about one side; these are the — what did you call them? — “sprinkles”? Fascinating!
It’s a world of wonder, Ann S.
And now, a couple o’ classics in the ultra-short tradition of Cute Overload holiday posts (and by this I mean they’re from last year)…
Who’s that flappin’ down the chimney? Who’s that tappin’ at the tree?
It’s the elf with the bill, and he won’t stop until every boy and girl is giddy with glee.
Every Christmas time he’s at it again, a sack full of toys and an IQ of ten,
You might get meat or you might get a doll, ’cause he’s got no clue who you are at all.
So open those presents and try your luck; it could be wood or it could be a truck,
Will Christmas be merry or will it suck? You never can tell with Santa Duck!
Have a possibly Merry Christmas, Karen K.
Jorden C.—merry Sender-Innering.