It’s not even fair. It’s like comparing apples to rotten apples.
Dogs > cats
That dog really likes music or he’s about to barf. I’m 50/50.
Dogs > cats
Sometimes you have to show people just how vicious the dogs were. Most people have no clue what one sounds like, so a good demonstration is good for everyone.
Gotta love that accent.
8:00 am – Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm – Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk bones! My favourite thing!
6:00 pm – Oooh, Bath. Bummer.
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat’s Daily Diary. ..
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now…………….
Definitely trying this when I get home.
I also love this related video of a dog trying to understand technology.
I wonder what the dog was thinking when his best friend’s bill fell off and hit him in the head. I understand their intentions, but I highly doubt that dog appreciated the gesture. Trying to play with a dead duck all day long is torture.
Introduction to this truly unique no-cage, no-kill cat & dog sanctuary in Parlier, California. The cats do look pretty damn happy in my opinion, but I don’t believe that the house doesn’t stink. All cats smell like trash plants.
I’m pretty sure Grace and Kelley B. will be running something like this in the next 5 years. As a couple.
I actually look forward to giving my dog a bath. Rocko, my chocolate lab, has only only one goal while getting a bath: escape from the tub. He has only been successful once and I generally end up just as wet as he is. I can’t see many dogs enjoying a bath inside this machine
***UPDATE*** NatDrive was right, the video of the cat in the machine is 10000x better.
This is kind of messed up but it is hilarious.
After he hits the wall and wakes up you can see him go, “WTF.”
Quite shocking in my opinion. I’m not sure hate crimes against African Americans and breeding dogs are comparable at all. You can check the rest of the article here.
True to the promise it made last week, People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals turned out at Madison Square Garden today to protest the 133rd annual Westminster dog show.
Group members, decked out in Klansman robes and armed with brochures that read “The KKK and the AKC: BFF?“, argued that purebred dogs suffer from breeding practices designed to produce show winners rather than healthy animals. A sample statement from the brochure (written in the first person as if by a Klan member):
Like the Klan, dog breeders who subscribe to the AKC standards are all about the sanctity of “pure bloodlines.” So what if beagles have epileptic seizures, Dalmatians are deaf, and pugs can barely breathe because of how they are purposely bred to look a certain way? Looks are everything!
In a statement, PETA Vice President Daphna Nachminovitch referred to what she termed the AKC’s “fetish for body image,” saying that the kennel club’s promotion of purebreds “means money for breeders but creates sick dogs and vet bills for their guardians.”
Further, PETA and other animal activist groups argue that dog breeding compounds the issue of pet overpopulation, with homeless dogs dying in shelters for lack of homes while breeders continue to produce new puppies. The brochure handed out by hooded protesters today elaborated on the connection PETA draws between pet overpopulation and dog breeding:
We tip our hoods to breeders who are responsible (oh, they’ll modestly say that it’s only “indirectly”) for the number of mixed-breed dogs who never make it out of the animal shelter alive. AKC officials don’t rub out these “inferiors” directly, but they know that every “purebred” puppy bought from a breeder means “lights out” for another mutt at the animal shelter.
article latimes.com | photo Mary Altaffer/AP
Meaty from Rob & Big has nothing on this dog.
Thanks to Rochelle for the video.
Nat Drive sent me over a link to a puppy webcam. As of 1:51 PM EST they are all sleeping but a few minutes ago they all stretched and yawned at the same time. I am going to keep this on all day long.
UPDATE: You can click on the link above for the fullscreen version or you can watch the smaller one below.