sententiola:

Today I had an owl on my head.

I just felt you ought to know.

Good night.

It was this owl, by the way.  His name is Bob.

[Video shows Bob, a burrowing owl, being trained to run in a straight line towards a miniature ‘finish line’ like at a race-track.  His body is a bit bigger than a soft drink can, with mottled grey and white feathers, and he has long legs that give him a sort of bouncing, hopping gait when he runs.  He is also shown flying short distances and eating worms.]

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EDITED TO ADD:  Apparently clicking the grey ‘video’ rectangle will open this post on my tumblr.  Sorry, I don’t know how to make it play on the dashboard.  :(

Today I had an owl on my head.

I just felt you ought to know.

Good night.

Image is two sequential drawings of a worried-looking brown fluffy owl named Boggle.  In the first, he inclines his head to the right and says, ‘PLEASE DON’T BE TOO HARD ON YOURSELF TODAY.  I WOULD COME OVER TO YOUR HOUSE AND SIT ON THE COUCH WITH YOU AND EAT PIZZA AND WATCH YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE IF I COULD… BUT I CAN’T.  SO YOU HAVE TO BE NICE TO YOU SINCE I CAN’T DO IT, OKAY?’  In the second drawing he inclines his head to the left and holds his wingtips out to the sides a little, saying, ‘PROMISE?’
thisnightmarewontlastlong:

imightnnydtheblankie:

qichi:

pyrrhiccomedy:

All of my internet friends have had a horrible day today and I didn’t know how to help
so I drew a worried owl for you all
his name is Boggle

oh!! ;_; thank you boggle

boggle ; ___________ ;

thanks boggle ;3;

Image is two sequential drawings of a worried-looking brown fluffy owl named Boggle.  In the first, he inclines his head to the right and says, ‘PLEASE DON’T BE TOO HARD ON YOURSELF TODAY.  I WOULD COME OVER TO YOUR HOUSE AND SIT ON THE COUCH WITH YOU AND EAT PIZZA AND WATCH YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE IF I COULD… BUT I CAN’T.  SO YOU HAVE TO BE NICE TO YOU SINCE I CAN’T DO IT, OKAY?’  In the second drawing he inclines his head to the left and holds his wingtips out to the sides a little, saying, ‘PROMISE?’

thisnightmarewontlastlong:

imightnnydtheblankie:

qichi:

pyrrhiccomedy:

All of my internet friends have had a horrible day today and I didn’t know how to help

so I drew a worried owl for you all

his name is Boggle

oh!! ;_; thank you boggle

boggle ; ___________ ;

thanks boggle ;3;

(via ladyspirits)

Four photographs of a little white-and-ginger kitten.  In one it has biiig black pupils; in another it’s looking up hesitantly; in one it’s doing a sort of little growly face; in one it’s yawning.

marselli:

captainlanta:

Rebloggin’ for Erin. 8D

BAAAABBIE~ Look at those precious eyes~

(via torayot)

hanuueshe:

thedailywhat:

Afternoon Snack: A cute lion cub tries to roar like the big boys.

[thanks bdp!]

He also needs to brush up on looking down.

Tchy, look, look Tchy!

(Video shows a lion-cub making roaring faces but producing only small squeaking sounds.)

(Source: thedailywhat, via ladyspirits)

Four photographs of a teeny tiny hedgehog wearing a teeny tiny Christmas hat and snuffling around on a teal carpet.  In one picture it’s snuffling at some little knitted snowmen that are more than twice its height.

windycarnage:

SO MUCH SCREAMING

(Source: somecallmezhuka, via ladyspirits)

What mythical creatures would have cute babies?

Pear and I feel this is an important question to which the internet has not devoted adequate time and thought.

It’s a difficult one.  I thought at first a baby griffin might be cute but eaglets are kind of scraggy-looking.  A baby unicorn wouldn’t be much cuter than a foal, which is quite cute but not very mythical.  A baby manticore would be weird.  A good contender for Least Cute And Most Horrifying would be a baby centaur.  Human babies are chubby-squishy-cute and foals are gangly-stumbly-cute and they do not go together.

Let’s get on this, people.  This is the sort of thing the internet should have comprehensively covered by now.  We have a public duty, you know.

Video of a baby elephant.  It doesn’t seem to have entirely got used to its legs yet.  It is definitely not sure what the dangly thing on its face is about and spends some time uncertainly waving its right foreleg at it.  At one point it accidentally steps on it.

(Via cuteoverload.com.)

novaya zemlya: Okay, Tumblr. Let's do this.

novazembla:

LOS ANGELES SWEETHEART DOG/LITTLE BEAR/WOOKIEE NEEDS HOME

This is Handsome. He is a gentle-natured 2-year-old Rottweiler/Siberian Husky mix I’ve been fostering. He weighs about 60 pounds and is the sweetest little bear, big teddy bear, and Wookiee sidekick you could ever want.

A while ago,…

Think I’ve reblogged this before but worth another go round.

Things I can do with my fingers crossed, apparently:

  • Play the bassline of Stand by me;
  • Remove kittens from bedroom;
  • Boil rice;
  • Remove kittens from kitchen cupboard;
  • Put stuff on baking tray and into oven;
  • Stop kittens jumping into oven;
  • Stop kittens eating apaperclip;
  • Watch Have I got news for you;
  • Remove kittens from dining table;
  • Remove kittens from dining table again;
  • Eat;
  • Hope Allie is getting on okay.
Image is a vertical diptych in black and white.  The top panel is a still from this bit of footage of Bob Dylan, probably from his 1965 UK tour, in which he is angry about somebody throwing glass in the street outside his hotel and wants to know who did it because he doesn’t want to be held responsible by the the hotel for the drunken antics of his entourage.  In the still we see him from behind with his messy hair and dark glasses framed against the white door of the hotel room.  The sub-title indicates that he is saying ‘I’m not taking no fucking responsibility for cats I don’t know, man.’
The bottom panel is an image of a fluffy white kitten with big black eyes and droopy little ears peeping sadly over the lip of a basket.

Image is a vertical diptych in black and white.  The top panel is a still from this bit of footage of Bob Dylan, probably from his 1965 UK tour, in which he is angry about somebody throwing glass in the street outside his hotel and wants to know who did it because he doesn’t want to be held responsible by the the hotel for the drunken antics of his entourage.  In the still we see him from behind with his messy hair and dark glasses framed against the white door of the hotel room.  The sub-title indicates that he is saying ‘I’m not taking no fucking responsibility for cats I don’t know, man.’

The bottom panel is an image of a fluffy white kitten with big black eyes and droopy little ears peeping sadly over the lip of a basket.

(via silentpunk)

Video shows two fluffy kittens alongside one another on a sofa.  One is white with grey bits — this is Too Cool For School — and one is white with orange bits — this is Too Sweet To Cheat.  Too Cool is lying stretched out; Too Sweet is sitting up and cleaning itself, then curls up in the arch of Too Cool’s stretch.  A pair of light-skinned legs is visible next to the sofa, and an associated hand comes down to tickle Too Cool’s ear; he waves his paw vaguely at the hand, which moves to tickle Too Sweet under the ear.  Too Cool stretches, rolls almost onto his back, absent-mindedly nips at Too Sweet’s ear, then rolls all the way over and stretches.  The hand comes in and scoops up Too Sweet: she hooks one claw into the fabric of the sofa and Too Cool reaches out a paw to her, but then the fabric falls away and Too Sweet is carried off, leaving Too Cool’s outstretched paw hanging off the end of the sofa.

These are the kittens.  Like all my friends, they have been given tumblonyms to protect them from the embarrassment of being outed as people (or in this case animals) who know me.  The legs and hand belong to my flatmate Cinema Rolls.

I actually took this video back in early April but somehow lost track of it until now.  They are a fair bit bigger now, especially Too Cool For School.

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That title is the result of one of the kittens helping me tumbl.

They were both very keen to help with my last post too.  It would probably have made it more interesting.  :)

Also one of them managed to type a symbol that I don’t even know how to make with this keyboard.