The Cute Overload Music Depreciation Society

Here at The Cute Overload Music Depreciation Society, we help our students cultivate a refined ear for all forms of music, from opera…

… to classic Delta Blues.

Lemme show you my muzzlepowshe collection

[Motioning you down a loooonnng, ridiculous hallway]

"And here are the more common muzzlepowshes… this beady-eyed stuffed pug was owned by a French Baron."

"Over there is my famous whisker collection…"

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"Let me show you more, Alison F.! this way!"  [More over at Etsy!]

Cute Overload Super Xtreme Games Ultra Challenge!

Welcome, sports fans!  And going first in the "Freestyle Toss Up" category is Pickle, catching some righteous airtime as she soars over the stadium!  Way to work those ears, Pickle!

On your mark...

… and up next is Seitan, rockin’ it with a perfect 90-degree mid-air twist!  Radical!

... get set...

… and finally, we have Seymore, who’ll be attempting a gnarly double back-flip followed by… Whoa!  Seymore misses the target completely and heads right into the stands!  Oh, that’s gonna be some points off — bummer, Seymore!

... NUFF!

And now it’s over to Irene for the post-game wrap-up!

THIS JUST IN: A Dust Ball

You can’t tell the difference between this puppeh and a Totoro Dust Ball.

OK, the pup has a collar. But if the dust ball had a collar, you couldn’t tell.

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Check it: [double take neck spasm]

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Dust Balls! Now available without collars at Skankazon!

May I Take Your Dream Order?

… all right then, so that’s four endless bowls of milk, three cars that let you catch them, one Godlike Mastery over Space and Time, and a chew toy.  Will there be anything else?

You know puppies are happy when they even SLEEP in smile formation.

What’s your dream order, Andrea B.?

Listen Kid, shut up and get in the chopper

"I’ll explain on our way to Nicaragua" [chomps bone]

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What adventure IS Kobe talking about, April P.?

Great Scot!

"Ach, how dearly I love to stroll the hills an’ valleys o’me beloved East Kibblearneyshire-on-Heath, land o’me birth. To watch the mornin’ mist creepin o’er the moors… To hoist a pint wi’the lads down at the Goose and Gristle… And the lassies. Aye, the bonnie lassies, greetin’ ye with a hearty ‘hoocch floocch nae’Gloocch!‘ Aye, there dinna be nae finer country in Heaven an’ Earth than me own bonnie…"

"Oh, will you give it a rest already, Brigadoofus?  This is Des Moines!"

( Ach, I kinna stands that cat. )

The dilithium crystals kinna handle the cute, Carrie B.!

CoverPup “Chevy”

"Chevy" the Pop is showing off some full bleed Pomeranian ACTION. We’re talking an entire FACE FULL OF SCHNOZZLE.

That’s right:

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"Muuu hwa hwa hwa hwa hwa!"

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Pom "Chevy" over at NonMinus pants in your general direction.

The Dog Did It

"Touch nothing!" ordered Inspector LaFlange as he entered the study.  In the room were the bodies of T. Randolph Flosswinkle, billionaire inventor of sonar-guided nose-hair clippers, and his top accountant, Bryce Porterhouse. Immediately, the Inspector’s keen senses picked up the scent of foul play. "This was no accident," he declared.  "This case has the unmistakable odor — OF MURDER!"

If you took me off that high-fiber dog food, these things wouldn't happen.

Do NOT go in there, Stacy C.

How Do I Get Out Of This Chicken Outfit?

I wanna be the first dog to piddle on the moon!Now, I was told there'd be an in-flight movie...

Sender-inner Jennifer W. loved her pups Flossie (left) and Dougal so much, she shot them into space. Well, not for real, but with the help of Pets in Uniform, she put them in matching space suits, ready for blast-off.

"Everyone asks me how I got the dogs to pose so nicely," says Jennifer, "and how did I ever get them into the uniforms—they don’t know they’re photoshopped!" (Tip: You can tell from the pixels and from seeing a lot of Photoshops in your day.)

But it isn’t just space suits; for a reasonable fee, Pets in Uniform will enlist your pet into any branch of the armed forces, as this sampling demonstrates:

Hrrphth mrrpth ith glurrphtth! Fancy a spot of sherry in the officer's club, old bean? Workers arise! You have nothing to lose but your leashes!
Sgt. Hubert "Biff" Miffman,
101st Tennis-Ball Battalion
Admiral Reginald Snarf-Bixby,
Captain, HMS Redonkulous
Jalea "El Gigante" Buñuelo,
President-for-life, Spanielvania
N-no c-c-coffee for m-me, th-thanks... I've ... SEEN things. (shudder) Lick that fur, soldier! You're a disgrace to this cat's Army!
Cpl. Percival "Twitchy" Limpet,
Specialist, Bomb Disposal
Lt. Marguerite Flang,
(position classified), Area 51
Sgt. Hank "The Tank" MgGuire,
Drill Sergeant, Camp Hairball
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