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Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Daily Dose of Cute
I was sitting out in the garden with the dogs the other day, just about to take a picture of Zelly sitting in the grass, when Dudley totes photobombed with his sixpack.
I couldn't have deliberately gotten that picture if I'd tried for one biebillion years, lol.
Puppehs.
Daily Dose of Cute
Zelda
Dudley
Sophie
Olivia
Matilda, Queen of All She Surveys
Photo of the Day
From the Telegraph's Pictures of the Day for 20 September 2012: Jack the English Pointer gives Lauren Rowe a drink from a water fountain on the first day of Spring in Brisbane, Australia. [Newspix / Rex Features]Girl's Best Friend.
Daily Dose of Cute
The fans of interspecies cuddling are IN LUCK today!
Last night, Olivia was sitting on my lap and Dudley was lying beside me. Olivia was slowly flicking her tail in the contented manner of cats, and it was sweeping into Dudley's face. He reached out and ever so gently wrapped his paws around it, holding it in place, but leaving her the ability to flick the end of her tail.
Video Description: Dudley holds Livsy's tail in place with his paws while she sits contentedly on my lap. The Rachel Maddow Show can be heard in the background.
I died of the cute one million times.
Daily Dose of Cute
This was my view while watching the news last night—Zelda lying half on top of me, her face turned up plaintively wondering why on earth I had stopped petting her head, while Dudley snoozed away in the background, using her thigh as a pillow. LOL dogs.
Daily Dose of Cute
Sophie is such a funny wee thing. She has this very adorable and heartbreakingly sweet habit of reaching out one paw and laying it on you in a gesture I can only describe as comforting.
If she's lying on you, she'll extend one paw toward your heart and lay it on your chest. If she's lying beside you, she'll extend one paw and lay it on your leg, or your arm.
She just rests it there, and if you stroke the top of her outstretched paw with the tip of your finger (which is all that fits on her tiny foot), she'll gently squeeze you with her pads and look at you with her big orange eyes. I got you, Two-Legs.
Daily Dose of Cute
All of the Furry Residents of Shakes Manor were happy to see me after I returned from my four-day absence, which was nice. It is nice to be welcomed home! (That's exactly the sort of insightful observation for which you read Shakesville, right? RIGHT!) But no one was happier to see me than Zelly.
I want to note that Zelly was not miserable without me. She was her usual happy self. And that's what I want. I don't want my pets to be so attached to me that they are unhappy without me.
But Zelly, who is unique among our pets in having had a previous owner (except Dudley, whose life on the track was not a home environment like ours), understands the feeling of losing a person. We don't how she came to be a stray, but she is so loyal I cannot image that she would leave of her own volition unless she was being hurt, and probably not even then. She was probably dumped. She probably knows what it's like to not have someone come back for her.
When I came home, I poked my head around the doorway and said, "Where's the good girl?" Her face lit up; it always lights up, but this was special. She ran in joyful circles and leaped at me breathlessly and licked my face. She didn't even run to get a toy, the way she usually does when I'm gone for only a few hours. She just looked at me with a huge grin, like she almost couldn't believe I was there again.
Dogs, we're told, aren't supposed to remember. And I'm sure they don't remember in the same way we do. But they carry their experiences with them. She's learned that giving me a high-five will get her a treat or a snuggle. Just as assuredly, she learned that sometimes people disappear.
And now she's learned that sometimes they come back.
Photos of the Day
A bottlenose dolphin named Rainbow and her newborn calf play in the waters in Moray Firth, Scotland. [Tim Stenton / Barcroft Media]
The newborn bottlenose dolphin playfully launches himself out of the water off the coast of Moray Firth, near Inverness, Scotland [Tim Stenton / Barcroft Media][Photos via.]
Daily Dose of Cute
Zelly and Dudley love chasing squirrels in the garden. Actually: Zelly loves chasing squirrels, and Dudley loves chasing Zelly. And the squirrels love to tease her, because she never catches them. Not even close, lol.
Video Description: Zelda lies in the grass, panting and alert. Suddenly she leaps up and runs into the thicket, Dudley in pursuit. I pan right, following a squirrel through the treetops, who is nowhere near where the dogs are anymore.
Daily Dose of Cute
Zelly in the window. She was only chasing flies, but let's pretend she was dreaming of a better world.
Daily Dose of Cute
The furry residents of Shakes Manor have been worried about me. Particularly when I come from a testing facility, they all want to be on me—something about the smell, I guess. This was the scene when I walked out of the bathroom the other day after getting home: All of them waiting for me, prepared for maximum cuddles.
So many adorbz wee faces. I don't even know what to do with how sweet they are. Except, of course, for thank them constantly for being so lovely.
Daily Dose of Cute
It is well documented that Dudley Q. McEwan is the Commandant of Contortionism, but even given his reputation, this pretzely position into which he twisted himself next to me Monday night was a rather magnificent display of whatthefawkward:
Immediately after I took this picture, he lifted his head and laid it on my leg, looking up at me with the goofiest smile I have ever seen. I did not take a picture of it, though, because I needed to immediately put my phone aside and snorgle him for one million years.
He is soooooo awkward and goofy and hilarious, and, then, moments later (or, the following evening, as the case may be), he will be the most graceful and regal thing on earth.
Dudley
Daily Dose of Cute
Recently, I was telling Spudsy about how all five furry residents of Shakes Manor go completely apeshit when I open a can of tuna. As soon as they hear the can opener and get a whiff of that delectable scent, they all race to the kitchen and scream "TUNA WATER! GIVE US TUNA WATER! PLEEEEEASE!!!! TUUUUUUUUUNAAAAA WAAAAAAAATERRRRRR!!!!"
Each of the cats gets a little plate of tuna water and a bit of tuna, and each of the dogs gets a little tuna water and some tuna flakes mixed in with hir dinner. And it is the GREATEST DAY EVARRRRR when they get TUNA WATER!!!!11!!!1!eleventy!!!1!
It's so awesome that Dudley, who sits for food even when you don't ask him to, can't sit his butt on the ground. It's so awesome that Olivia, who is under normal circumstances a talkative cat, can't stop YELLING FOR TUNA WATER!!! Tuna water! Tuna water! Tuna water! AHHHHHH! Tuna water! GIVE US IT!
It is not, however, so awesome that Matilda won't stay in another room and require me to bring it to her majesty. Just FYI.
Video Description: I pan across the kitchen counter, where I am about to make tuna salad for Iain's and my dinner. I pan past three plates of tuna water with a bit of tuna in the center, then past two dog bowls full of dog food mixed with tuna flakes. In the background, Olivia is yowling impatiently. I pan down to Dudley and Zelda, looking up at me plaintively with tails wagging. I pan across to the kitchen table, where Olivia is pacing frantically, then down to the floor, where Sophie is sitting politely.
"Where's Matilda?" I ask. Dudley yawns. Sophie mews. "Is that right, Sophs?" I ask her. She fixes to jump on the table. Zelda looks up at me expectantly. Wag wag. "All right," I say. "Are the good dogs gonna go out in the living room?" (Which is where they get fed.) "Come on." *kissy noises* Dudley gallops into the living room, but doesn't sit like he usually does. "Sit, Dudley!" I tell him, knowing full well he won't do it when TUNA WATER! is in the offing. "Dudley, sit!" He looks back at me.
Olivia howls and swooshes her tail at me. "Oh," I say. "Oh no, kitties! Kittens! Oh no." I look down at Zelda. Wag wag. Oh no.
The video ends. At which point, they were all given their TUNA WATER OH HAPPY DAY IT'S TUNA WATER FOR EVERYONE! Including Tils' special delivery, natch.
