I love my animals, they are totally loved like human family members. That said, I realize they aren’t actual human babies. Which is why I haven’t taken to carting them around town like babies. I can’t imagine my fuzzy best friends would appreciate this form of transportation one bit.
Maybe some pets like this? Then again, I could totally see Fido getting teased by the other pups at the park when he shows up strapped to his mom or dad like a toddler instead of, well, A DOG.
What say you, readers? Would your pets like to be carried in a pupooose? And who is this thing actually more embarrassing for? The human or the pet? Discuss.
I couldn’t decide whether to file this under Fuzzy Friday or WTF Wednesday. It’s got a bit of both to it, but since I already had a very excellent video about sex with elves to share earlier this week, I decided to save this for today. Eternal Earth-Bound Pets has an offer for Christians preoccupied with the fate of their pets in a post-rapture world. Simply pay them $110.00 and these certified atheists will come collect your pet while you’re off enjoying the hereafter with Jesus. (They’ll collect a second pet for just $15.00, quite a bargain, amiright?)
This leaves me with more questions than it answers, primarily how enjoyable would the hereafter really be without my most beloved 4-legged family members? Thankfully, being not the religious type, I probably won’t be invited to this pet-free Christian after-party, so I guess I won’t worry too much about that. I’m perfectly happy to chill here with my fuzzy besties, anyway. Speaking of which, please enjoy the following photos of Bigby, he was being such a ham for the camera this week, I couldn’t resist.
We humans might not be fans of the incessant snow but this polar bear doesn’t seem to mind. I thought I’d wrap up the week of snowmania with this cutie enjoying some of the white stuff.
P.S. The snow has made me so productive this week. More new art: Ghost Whisperers
As excited as I am for my upcoming European vacation (May cannot arrive soon enough), stuff like this just serves to make me pine for a Tokyo visit in the near future.
A Manitoba resident saw this polar bear approaching his sled dogs and braced himself for the worst. Instead of eating the pups, this polar bear just hung out and played with them. The bear came back every night for a week to hang out with his new friends.
We always joke that our cat, Oliver, is the sandman. If you’re trying to get out of bed in the morning, he’ll try to keep you there with his kneading and cuddling. If you sit down on our bed (or his bed, if you ask him) to pet him, his hypnotic purrs will have you knocked out faster than a dose of Lunesta.
But these kitties at the Cincinnati Zoo are actually sandmen! Well, sand cats technically. These little desert cats have fur on their paw pads so they can walk around on the hot sand. At just 4.5 to 5.5 pounds, these cuties are even tinier than the kitties at our house. Admire the cute below:
You’d never know my cats spent last night trying to murder each other. They left the hallway littered with their fur as they wrestled around for hours yowling and pouncing. Right now they’re both curled in bed spooning, fast asleep. I guess they made up. I’ll never understand animal kingdom relationships, but here are some interesting ones:
See the entire set of strange animal kingdom friendships over at Fork Party
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