porkswordonboard posted:

Bruce

might be wrong posted:

This is one of my favorite videos of all time. A guy does a stupid dance with people around the world and it's as gently caress. The world is really great sometimes.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlfKdbWwruY

Dove from Above posted:

Ducklings in dresses made from cupcake papers.

Inveigle posted:

From Facebook and Reddit: Ballet skirts and an Elizabethan collar.

Velvet Sparrow posted:

Happy April Fool's Day!


'Really? This is what you people do for entertainment? HUMANS SUCK.'

'Do you feel stupid? I feel stupid.'



NotASandwich steadfastly refused to turn around for the camera.

Naughty chick upskirt pics!

BattleMaster posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCJtKbCZe_0

FouRPlaY posted:

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Aryan Jesus posted:

Buggiezor posted:

I'll just leave this here....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qwu4dkAC3zo

Segmentation Fox posted:

This reminds me of something I once read to the effect of: If someone tries to accuse or lay blame on you, disarm the situation by responding, "Нет, я кошка" (Nyet, ya koshka - No, I'm a cat).

It also works as an all-purpose excuse for cat activities (cat-tivities?). "Kitty what are you doing are you insane?" "Нет, я кошка!"

Aryan Jesus posted:

Segmentation Fox posted:

This reminds me of something I once read to the effect of: If someone tries to accuse or lay blame on you, disarm the situation by responding, "Нет, я кошка" (Nyet, ya koshka - No, I'm a cat).

It also works as an all-purpose excuse for cat activities (cat-tivities?). "Kitty what are you doing are you insane?" "Нет, я кошка!"

Halogen_Dusk posted:

Here's a picture of Cleo, you'd think by looking at her that butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. But behind that cute facade is a merciless hunter. There's nothing she'd rather be doing than roaming around outside and in the bushland, finding new things to get into and generally terrorizing the neighborhood flora and fauna. When it's time to bring her in at night, I'll go outside and give her a call, and then I see this little black and white thing running / galloping towards me, and she's really pleased to see me.

So she gets inside and the very 1st thing she does is go straight into the kitchen, to see what culinary delight awaits her majesty. I kid you not, she has a bowl of Kit-e-Kat milk, a bowl of water, a bowl of dried treat biscuits called "Dreamies" and I'll have you know she has ALL the flavours, and a fresh bowl of wet food - Sheba (the most expensive) to be precise, and for afters she also has these "meaty stick" things that smell to high heaven AND some other really expensive treat biscuits - again all the flavours. Goddam cat has her own shelf cupboard full of this stuff LOL. She's seen the buffet smorgasboard and the reaction is like "I'm not eating that *&^%", hmmm we're off to a great start.

She's now back in the loungeroom and she's "hopping sideways", springing like a small dwarf gazelle towards me, and running around like a mad thing. Oh, that's right it's playtime. So, as I'm getting her toys out of her basket and placing them all on the rug, she thinks, "nows a good time to scratch the couch to sharpen my claws, yes I know my scratchy post is less than two feet away, but I can't be arsed to go over there". I say to her "Oi, scratchy post", and off she runs again. So we play with the stick that has some string on it and we zoom it around the room for a bit and then she stops on the rug. If you try and touch any of her toys, BAM, out come the paws, "mine, mine, mine". Let's be clear, these are her toys. I go into the kitchen to help with dinner and NOW she decides to pick at her food.

While the wife dishes up OUR dinner, she begins "talking" to us, yes I know your thinking I've lost my marbles, but she communicates in her own way with little sounds like "meh". I stupidly ask her how her day was and if she made any new friends, just as you would with a normal person, and she responds in her own unique way ( she can really get quite animated). Dinner is served and we're at the table, and guess who's there, on the table, thinking to herself where's MY food. I've then got to go back into the kitchen and grate some cheddar cheese for her, put it on a small plate and bring it back to the table. NOW she's happy and now we can ALL eat.

Dinner is finished, dishes are done and now it's time for dessert. The wife will get her Greek Yoghurt (yuk) and I'll get a small pot of RiceCream (soft rice in custard) and I try and hide it until the wife and I are on the couch. So here we are, sitting comfortably, watching TV, and I get my RiceCream and begin to tear the lid off, and guess who appears, yep you guessed it. So now it's the two of us, sharing the same spoon, a spoon for her and if I'm lucky a spoon for me. She's not really chewing, it's more like inhaling, and there's bits of rice being flicked by her tongue all over me, excellent, I wont be wearing these trousers tomorrow.

She's now had enough and she's back on the rug, and now the cleaning starts. Legs in the air, tongue between the toes, cats are great at yoga. After 30 minutes she's now ready to go back outside. I'm thinking WTF !!! You've just cleaned yourself, but then she starts talking, and I talk back, but the message is clear, she wants to go out.

The wife has since gone to bed, I finish watching TV, turn the lights out, and open the front door, and NOW she's ready to come in. I get cleaned up, I'm in the bathroom, oh thats right, I've got to turn the tap on, because you know who wants a drink. Taps on, water temperature just right, yep, up she comes.... two minutes later "I" get to use it and I can brush my teeth. Okey dokey, time for bed, as I'm walking in she jumps up onto the side table and waits for me. I get into bed, once I'm settled, she jumps up as well and nestle's in between my arm and my chest with her front paws and head on my heart. She's looking at me with those big eye's and it's special time. I give her head and face a scratch, and then I get a little kiss. I'm almost asleep....and the cleaning starts... again

It's 6:00am (what, already !!!), and I can hear scratching, sorry, clawing on the wife's side of the bed. I sleep REALLY soundly, so trying to wake me 1st thing in the morning isn't going to work. However, Cleo doesn't seem to mind doing this about five inches away from the wife and saying "meh", "meh", "MEH" until my wife (bless her) gets up and let's her out. It's the start of another glorious day in cat heaven.

Would I change any of it ? Not a chance. Having her in our life enriches it in so many ways. We don't have children, yet, but having Cleo is really like having another member of the family. Yeah, sure, I don't scratch the couch, I don't play with my food (as often as I'd like), jumping around the living room - at my age !!!, and screaming "MEH" at the top of my lungs at 6am directly in my sleeping wife's face - I don't think her sense of humour would stretch that far. Without her, life just wouldn't be the same.

As long as Cleo's happy, and as long as the wife is happy...then I'm happy.

That is the secret of life :-)

Meaty Ore posted:

Either that or they're pygmy rabbits or something; they seem to have stayed this size for a few weeks.

Pookah posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rp03AorAWLY

Dog is so excited to see someone who has been away for two years that she literally faints with joy.

Alteisen posted:

Like always never look at the comments.

Alteisen posted:

Like always never look at the comments.

Alteisen posted:

Like always never look at the comments.

davidspackage posted:

At least 50% of each animal video's comments must always be about how the owner is committing unspeakable acts of torture and/or neglect on the animal.

Meaty Ore posted:

Recently the rabbits living under our deck have been breeding:









Either that or they're pygmy rabbits or something; they seem to have stayed this size for a few weeks.

BattleMaster posted:

Every capybara video from a Japanese zoo has someone screeching about how emaciated they look when in fact the issue might be that the Japanese zoos feed them too much because people like watching them eat things. But they're supposed to be fat animals anyway because fat is buoyant and it helps them float (healthy capys are neutral buoyant and can hide in the water with their head poking up like a hippo without expending any effort).

Mymla posted:

Persistence.

JohnOfOrdo3 posted:

Am I crazy or does that baby have earings?

JohnOfOrdo3 posted:

Am I crazy or does that baby have earings?

Mymla posted:

Persistence.