Okay, users of the Internet… it’s time for some real talk. I know that Easter is right around the corner. Your head is filled with visions of adorable bunnies (or chicks and ducks, depending on what your particular brand of cute catnip is – the post below is applicable to all categories). You’re tempted to bring one home.
I get it. They’re cute. They’re cuddly. They win first prize every single year in the Cutest Way to Eat Lettuce Contest.
As the proud aunt to several bunny nieces and nephews, I’m not immune to their charms. However, I’m going to give it to you straight. If you’re thinking of bringing home a baby bunny for Easter, stop.
I recently told you about a trip to the pharmacy involving a case of canine confusion. (Namely, that the pharmacist was kind of confused about filling a prescription for our canine. Guess we should travel with a medical release signed with a paw print.)
It turns out that I’m not the only one with tales of this nature – some of our blog commenters and Facebook fans shared their stories as well. Today, I thought I’d share a few of my favorites (although, in my humble opinion, all of the comments are worth a read). Continue reading →
You may recall it’s an annual tradition, my writing a post for Seuss-ian recognition. (If you are new to this blog of the furry, or if your memory is just a bit blurry, you can find posts from a past calendar year by vigorously clicking first here and then here.)
A dramatic reenactment of the creation of today’s post, via giphy.com.
We begin with names that are loaded with pun – I just pray that this practice does not make you run. Although I do slightly fear your reprisal, I’ve already done puns based on dear Mr. Geisel. So today’s offerings relate to the Academy knock – without further adieu, meet Sandra SeaGullock.
A word of hope – don’t fear the task of seeking publication. Seuss was rejected many a time before his eventual proliferation.
Given that flights of whimsy were often his wont, I bet Seuss would approve of this fun elefont.
If you’re thinking of writing in classic Seussian style, you might use these animal sounds for the extra mile. (Then you can read it to a homeless dog or a cat, and they would totally appreciate your doing of that.)
If celebrating this man’s birthday would fill you with glee, make sure to decorate with Sneetches and a Truffula Tree.
In addition to the birthday of this wordsmithing light, the Oscars are airing on this Sunday night. If this awards show news fills you with great jubilation, you might want to make it a pun-filled celebration.
Finally, I share today’s video installment. I’ve selected some Pugs for your viewing enjoyment. (I did consider sharing a feline film instead, but I flipped a coin that landed right on its head.)
We’re now at the end of this year’s novel-length rhyme. I hope that you had a splendiferous time. Should you want to leave words of a commenting type, I’ll remind you that the time for poetic license is ripe!
I’m not sure what distracted me on Friday (something shiny?), but Saturday was devoted to hanging out with some fantastic pet bloggers.
Warning: if you’re a perfectionist like me, you might get sucked into this quiz. (I did – thanks my pal from to The Dog Park, who shared this link with me and distracted me today.) How many countries can you name?
Today’s video is one of my favorites of all time.
That armadillo is my everything.
In case you missed it, here’s what we’ve been up to on the blog this week:
I like animals who break the mold. Those who refuse to conform to peer pressure and boldly look outside their own species for friends. After all, who am I to argue with generations of Disney movies saluting interspecies friendships?
(And yes, I’m totally aware that I have done way more than two posts about animal odd couples. However, the number three bazillion didn’t yield any catchy rhyming titles with a completely random pop culture reference. I’m sure you understand.)
First up, your punny pet names: Fawn Luc-Picard and James Flea Kirk.
Well, here we are. It’s the first Friday of 2014. I was feeling kind of lazy on the post-drafting front, but it just didn’t seem right to start the year off without some Friday linkage… so, let’s get to it. (Against all odds, the topic of today’s post is science. If you knew me, you’d realize that in and of itself is weird.)
First up, your punny pet name for this week: Albert Whinestein.
So, apparently science has discovered that dogs do their business in line with the earth’s magnetic field. I do have one question: who funds these studies?