Fluffy cat is fluffy.
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Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
Daily Dose of Cute
Fluffy cat is fluffy.
As always, please feel welcome and encouraged to share pix of the fuzzy, feathered, or scaled members of your family in comments.
Daily Dose of Cute
Dudley, being all dudleyish.
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Daily Dose of Cute
While I was at the conference, Iain sent me a picture of Zelda sitting at the front window, looking out. "Zelda has been at the window looking for you, A LOT. She says she misses you." And when I got home, she went absolutely bananas, leaping all over me and giving me the "I want to crawl inside you and live there FOREVER!" look. Eventually, she settled down, but she kept her eyes on me all evening, making sure I wasn't planning on going anywhere.
"Don't ever leave again, Two-Legs."
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Daily Dose of Cute
Upside-down Sophs.
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Daily Dose of Cute
"It's a day!"
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Daily Dose of Cute
Over the weekend, Sophie was lying on the ottoman next to me while I was reading, and Dudley came up to her to say hi. Every time they interact, it's hilarious and adorable just by virtue of his being a ginormous dog-horse and her being a titchy cat-mouse, but when this happens it is just THE BEST:
1. Dudley sniffs Sophie's head.
2. Sophis marks Dudley's impossibly long muzzle with her impossibly tiny cheek.
3. Dudley grooms Sophie's head.
And then everyone in the house squeeeeeeeeeeeees ten million times and falls over from TOO MUCH CUTE!
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Daily Dose of Cute
Yesterday, Matilda jumped up on my desk and started playing with the cords of the blinds, which had fallen into her reach. We have to secure all of them at the tops of the blinds, because Tils likes to play with/chew on/destroy them, but I'm not tall enough to do it myself and the desk is in the way of standing on a chair to do it, so, in the couple of hours between their falling and Iain getting home, Matilda saw them, aggressively attacked them with her usual cavernous void of grace, and in the process knocked over a neatly organized pile of to-be-filed stuff sitting in a box on my desk, which is now a totally disorganized mess on my floor.
So Matilda and I had to have a conversation about her naughtiness.
Matilda the Fuzzy Blue-Eyed Cat is hanging out on my desk, surrounded by remaining scattered papers. I am behind the camera.
Tils: Meep! Mrrrow!
Me: Matilda, why did you knock that over? You made a big mess on the floor.
Tils: Owwrrr!
Me: Well, that wasn't very nice. Now I'm gonna have to pick all of it up!
Tils: [walks back toward the cords, with which she knows she is not supposed to play, but can't resist rubbing her face on them]
Me: You're not gonna pick it up, are ya? You just made a big mess—cuz you were so intent on playing with the blinds, which you're not supposed to do either, are you?
Tils: Ee ooh! [walks forward and bumps the camera/my hand with her head]
Me: Yeah, well, I know you're sorry, but you're not gonna pick it up. I'm gonna have to. So maybe don't dump things on the floor in the first place.
Tils: Owr.
Me: Yeah, you've gotta make good choices! You don't think about how that kind of rambunctiousness, playing with something you're not even supposed to play with, because you're probably gonna choke yourself, ends up makin' a mess for other people.
Tils: Mrrooow!
Me: Well, I know.
Tils: Oooowwwrrrr.
Me: I appreciate that you feel bad. I do. Anything else you have to say for yourself?
Tils: [looks down at the papers on the desk, contemplating knocking them to the floor; then looks back at the blind cords, contemplating playing with them some more]
Me: No?
Tils: Ahwwhh!
Me: Oh, really? Well—
Tils: Arrroowww.
Me: I know. I know. That's what you said the last time. "I'll never do it again." But here we are.
Tils: Mrow!
Me: [reaches out to pet Tils and she presses her head into my hand]
Tils: Rroow-mrroww!
Me: I know. You're just lucky that you're so cute.
Daily Dose of Cute
Dudley, just lying around with his tongue hanging out and his nose running. Like ya do.
Have I ever mentioned I love this dog? I think I might have mentioned once or twice that I love this dog. I love him so much that I feel like my heart is going to break into a million billion trillion biebillion pieces when I look at his silly face hanging over the edge of the sofa, just waiting for me to leap up and grab his triangular head and cover it in so many kisses, because this dog makes me so happy. He is the best.
As always, please feel welcome and encouraged to share pix of the fuzzy, feathered, or scaled members of your family in comments.
Good Morning! Or Whatever!
Here is a video of a tiny little pig on a bed squealing delightedly and grinning while her guardian tickles her belly and tells her that she is beautiful.
Everything about that video is perfect, and I love that pig with ten thousand hearts.
Daily Dose of Cute
Watch Dog and Not-Watch Dog.
"It's a day!"
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Bonus Cute: Bear Scritchin' Party!
So, Alberta Parks released this video, from a time-stop camera set up by Park Ranger Glenn Naylor. It shows what happens in the woods when humans aren't around... and apparently, this camera just happened to be set up at the BEST bear-scritchin' spot. Several animals wander by, but only the bears stop for back scritches. There's even a scritchin' party! (Note: There is no violence or growling in the video, but if bears bother you, then you'll probably want to skip this one.)
Daily Dose of Cute
Sophs.
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Daily Dose of Cute
Last Night: Matilda sitting on my lap insistently nudging my boob with her head and yowling at me every time I stop paying attention to her for two seconds.
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Daily Dose of Cute
Olivia, just lying around looking super pleased with herself.
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Daily Dose of Cute
[Content Note: Video below briefly includes the dogs play-biting one another. They are not hurting each other at all (although Dudley is being annoying), but if that sort of thing bothers you, you might want to skip this one.]
Dudley spends his days napping. He is a very proficient napper! If there was a Dog Olympics, he would be the Michael Phelps of napping.
Greyhounds are sprinters, not marathoners, so they tend to have one HUGE burst of energy a day, and spend the rest of their days eating and sleeping, to get ready for the next HUGE burst of energy. And, once a day (at least), Dudley will EXPLODE into the backyard, and run around the back half of the garden, which he has turned into his own personal racetrack. And he will RUN and RUN and RUN, so fast that I can barely keep up with him with the camera.
But every once in awhile, he gets all petulant, and doesn't want to RUN, and instead wants to use his energy to annoy everyone in the house, lol. And first he'll sit in front of me and bark, and then Iain (if it's a weekend), and then he'll bark at Olivia, because he knows she's third in charge, and, when none of us respond to his entreaties, he'll go and try to get Zelda to play, and she never wants to when he's in That Mood, so he goes and nips at his plushy toys in a giant, ass-in-the-air playbow crouch, while his silly ears twitch in a hilarious way.
Naturally, I took him outside to play right after this. And I chased him until he RAN and RAN and RAN. And then he came inside and went to sleep.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Daily Dose of Cute
Sophie watches the birds on the front porch.
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Daily Dose of Cute
Zelly Belly
How am I supposed to get anything done around here when there is a face this cute just begging for snorgles?
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Daily Dose of Cute
Zelly on the Stairs
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Daily Dose of Cute
Starring Dudley as ET!
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