Contemplating Life

Micah:  Just hanging out on the bookcase by the front door, contemplating life.

Buddy:  Any conclusions?

Micah:  Yes, I think if Percy would move out and get his own apartment, my life would be a lot happier.

Buddy:  Have you mentioned this to him?

Micah:  Yes.

Buddy:  And what happened?

Micah:  Why do you think I'm hanging out up here?

Buddy:  He didn't take it so well, I assume.

Micah:  Let's just say I'm thankful I'm younger and more agile than he is.

We are joining Pepi Smart Dog and friends for the Thankful Thursday blog hop.

A Lion Screams Tonight

Marcus:  Ice cream away.  Ice cream away.
                Ice cream away.  Ice cream away.
                In the jungle, the mighty jungle,
                a lion screams tonight.
                Hut, hut.

Cyndi:  Whoa, Marcus, what are you singing?

Marcus:  A Lion Screams Tonight.  I heard it this morning and it's now my favorite song.

Cyndi:  No, no, in that song the lion sleeps.   Why is your lion screaming?

Marcus:  For ice cream, of course.  You remember - I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.  Even the lion.

Cyndi:  Suddenly I have a headache. 

Marcus:  That's what happens when you eat ice cream too fast.  You get an ice cream headache.  Don't eat so fast next time.

Cyndi:  But I didn't eat any.  *mumbles*  You gave me the headache.

Here are The Tokens with the original - the correct - version.


If the video doesn't play, click here. 

Modern Miss Muffet

Marcus -

I know that yesterday was officially June Tattle on Jan Day, but I just have to add my two kibble worth to the tattle.

No, it's not revenge because Jan put me in my Private Dining Car to eat my dinner.  I actually LOVE my PDC.

Do you remember the nursery rhyme of Little Miss Muffet from Mother Goose?
Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey;
Along came a spider, who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away.

Jan is terrified of bugs.  A spider is a bug.  (In case you don't believe it's a bug, click here.)

Saturday night Jan sat down in front of the tv to eat her dinner.  She picked up her fork and -

public domain spider photo

A spider rappelled from the ceiling and plopped onto her food.  No, not the spider in the picture.  We never met him.  Hers was a very small spider.

Jan almost threw the plate across the room.  But instead - since she only has four plates - with rapid reflexes, she used her fork to toss food across the room.  Not just any food.  Messy food.  Potatoes au gratin to be exact.  On the carpet.

Oh, did she regret that!  She had to clean it up.

The next time Jan wants to throw food, she should make sure it's cool enough for me to eat.  I would have helped her clean it up but, after all, I didn't make the mess.  This time.

June Tattle on Jan Day

Rusty:  It's June Tattle on Jan Day.

Micah: Seriously, there's a special day for it now?

Rusty:  No, I'm joking.  But it would have been ungracious of us to post this yesterday.

Micah:  You mean because it was her birthday?

Rusty:   Yes.  We've written about a couple of Jan's Toastmasters club bloopers (Blooper Soulmate) in the past.

Micah:  Do you think she has learned anything from her mistakes?  Wait ... you don't suppose that's the purpose of the club, do you -  to make mistakes?

Rusty: If so, Jan is in the right club!

Micah:  At last Thursday's meeting, Jan completed her year-long presidency of the local club.

Rusty:  Many of you are aware Jan frequently forgets to read her calendar and thus forgets our birthdays and important blogging dates.

Micah:  Are you also aware she can't read a calendar properly when she does look at it?

Rusty:  For example, she has been known to announce the wrong date for the next meeting. Or even the wrong month.

Micah:  This is what ensued when Jan was closing Thursday's meeting. The exchange included several club members.  Jan is in bold font.

Our next meeting will be held on July 11 at -

No, no, it's not the 11th.

Are you sure?

Yes, that's my birthday.

Anyone have a calendar?

Feel free to celebrate my birthday if you want.

Just a minute, I'm looking it up.

The 11th is not a Thursday.

Here it is. July 14th.

Okay, our next meeting will be July 14.
*gavel tap* Meeting adjourned.

Rusty:  In case you're wondering, there is a meeting on the 11th -- of August!

Micah:  And so Jan's presidency ended with the same confusion that has been her trademark.

Rusty:  Way to go, Jan.  Leave them laughing, even if it's accidental.

(Ignore the reflection in the star.)

Micah:  During the meeting Jan was surprised with a trophy.  Even after all the mistakes she's made.

Rusty:  She also received a nice card signed by everyone in attendance.

Micah:  As soon as the meeting was over, she grabbed her trophy and ran before they could remember all her bloopers and take it back again.

Rusty:  She did not.  But she did say if they want it back, they'll have to wrestle her for it.

Micah:  Oh, good.  We can sell tickets.

Not All There Selfie

Marcus:  Hey, I know we don't post on weekends any more, but Jan never remembers what day it is so we are sneaking in two posts for this weekend.

Merci:  We had a number of pictures to post for Sunday Selfies but we never could find the time to get around to posting them.

Marcus:  Today we're digging one out from 2014.  Our handsome Sam was still with us and vying for center stage as we show off my new crate. 

Merci:  I didn't make it into many photos after Marcus arrived.  He and Sam were both photo hogs and it was a competition with them.  Thanks for finding one of the three of us, Marcus.

Marcus:  No problem.  I thought it only fair to include you too.

Merci:  I appreciate it since you are usually pushing me out of the frame.  And -- hey, wait a minute!  You said this is a picture of all three of us.  My face is missing.

Marcus:  I said I found a picture of the three of us.  I can't help it if you aren't all there.

Merci:  Just because my head is missing, Marcus, does not mean I am the one who is not all there!

Yesterday Jan was tearfully surprised to receive a painting of our Angel Sam.  All the way from France!  Yes, France. Thank you, Suzanne - Loulou's mom - for the time and talent invested. What a thoughtful and caring present.  It is hanging on a wall near the computer where we can all enjoy it.  






We are joining the Sunday Selfies blog hop hosted by The Cat on My Head.

Boost and Focal

Merci:  We have missed playing with photos on Saturday, so even though we don't post any more on weekends (and Saturday is definitely weekend!), we are posting today.

Taylor:  This is a photo of Cyndi waiting for Jan to give her a treat.  Jan used a boost filter and then a focal b&w with a drop shadow frame in Picasa.

Percy:  Now before we're accused of indulging in too much nip, yes, Picasa has closed online, but the program on the computer still works.

Taylor:  We wish Jan hadn't accidentally deleted the lovely pink art photo she made in Photoshop Elements.  Perhaps Jan had too much nip?

Merci:  This is the original picture.  Cyndi sure was intent, wasn't she!

We are joining Athena for the Caturday Art blog hop. 

Jan Smiles at Smiling Paws

Taylor:  You would not believe the problems encountered to write this post.  And they all were caused by Winton.  You remember Winton. We wrote a whole post on how he was trying to keep us from downloading photos from our camera and processing them.  (Winton in the Doghouse)
 
Cyndi:  But Jan persevered through ice and snow and mountainous trails -

Micah:  What are you babbling about, Cyndi?  I think you're picking up Marcus's trait of exaggeration.

Cyndi:  Well, she did persevere through the heat and humidity.

Micah:  Okay, I'll give you that.  But no more fibbing.  Just tell the truth.

Percy:  We're supposed to be talking about the above photo.  Do any of you know what it is?

Rusty:  Yes, it's a litter mat.  An extra large litter mat, as you can see. 35" by 23.5". We have large pans and there is plenty of room on the mat for us to leap out and leave any litter stuck to our paws on the mat. 

Percy:  Jan likes it because it does catch those stray pieces of litter.  Every so often she just takes it outside and shakes the loose litter out of it. 

Cyndi:  As you can see, Rusty slept through the first photo session.  Here he is next to the extra large Smiling Paws Cat Litter Mat before Jan unrolled it and let it relax (flatten) on top of Marcus's crate for a few days before putting it to its intended use.

Taylor:  Some cat evidently read that the loofah like material is urine proof and decided to test it because while it relaxed on the crate, Jan wondered why Micah was using it for a scratching post one evening.  Actually, that wasn't what he was doing. To this day, Jan doesn't know which male was responsible and we're not tattling.  Micah, did you do it or were you just trying to cover Percy's pee?

Micah:  I don't pee and tell.  Not on myself and not on Percy.  Suffice it to say, Jan had only to spray it with cleaner, take it outside and hose it well.  The urine did not leak through the thick mat and drip on Marcus's bed in the crate.

Cyndi:  Jan loves this mat.  All the ones she has tried before have been much smaller.  It's good quality, is BPA free and has an anti-skid backing.

Micah:  It also has a money back guarantee if you are not satisfied.  Jan is very satisfied with ours.

Percy:  The nice people at Smiling Paws are offering 20% off on all orders on Smiling PawsPets.com.  Just use the coupon code "funnyfarm".

Disclaimer:  We received a litter mat for this review, but no other compensation.  Any opinions are our own - and we are very opinionated!

Canine Comfort Union

Marcus:  Hey, did you guys see what Jan did to my new bed?

Cyndi:  I wasn't aware you have a new bed.

Marcus:  Yes, Jan finally bought me a new mattress so I won't roll off the old dangerous one and get hurt again.  Sam fell off a few times, too, and Jan was terrified she'd fall onto the floor one night also. 

Cyndi:  Buddy sleeps on the bed.  How many times has he rolled off it?

Marcus:  Never.  He sprawls across the foot of the bed and pushes Jan's feet over.  I appreciate the gift, especially since it's bigger than the old one; however, she has piled two gates and a storage container on it so there's no room for me and Buddy to sleep. 

Cyndi:  That's because she doesn't want you two leaping and digging on the bed during the daytime.

Marcus: We have our own top sheet so Jan can't complain about muddy paw prints.  It's not fair we're banned from the bed in daylight!  Right, Merci? 

Merci:  I wouldn't know.  I sleep on a bed just my size.

Cyndi:  We cats don't have any problem finding a spot to sleep on the new sheets Miss Pat gave Jan for the new mattress.  Or on your top sheet. 

Marcus:  Well, I'm going to talk to my union rep and we'll see about this!

Merci:  I believe you have to have a job and belong to a union before you can complain to a union rep.

Marcus:  I was referring to my Canine Comfort Union Rep.  I'm a member in good standing.

Cyndi:  I believe it's more like you're a member in your imagination.

We are joining Pepi Smart Dog and friends for the Thankful Thursday blog hop.

Mum Kangaroo Dundee

Rusty:  Hey, Jan, I've decided what I want to be when I grow up.

Jan:  What's that?

Rusty:  I want to live in Kangaroo Dundee's sanctuary in the outback of Australia. 

Jan:  What?

Rusty:  Seriously.  I want to watch Roger the kangaroo chase Chris "Brolga" Barns (Kangaroo Dundee) around the trees.  That sounds like such fun.

Jan:  Only if you're Roger the kangaroo because a kick from a roo that size could disembowel a man.

Rusty:  But it's so important Roger keep in kick boxing shape so he can protect his family.  And he's got a lot of roo women and joeys to protect.

Jan:  Perhaps I shouldn't have let you read the book Fozziemum brought us from Australia.

Rusty:  But it was such fun to read.  Brolga is a real life hero mom.

Jan:  I think you mean a real life hero dad.

Rusty:  No, I mean mom.  He rescues baby kangaroos from the mom's pouch when she's been killed by hunters or a vehicle and raises them in a pouch, just like the joey's real mom would.  Well, except the real mom wouldn't raise the baby joey in a pillowcase.  Then they are released into the wild.  Except some can't be because they are too tame or have a disability.  He started a sanctuary for them and now he's raising orphaned camels and other animals.  He's also building an animal hospital in the heart of the outback.  How cool is that?

Merci: Sorry, to interrupt.  I couldn't help but overhear so I'd like to add my two paws worth.  This is not a book review!  But if you like to read animal rescue stories, or stories of someone building something from nothing that educates and aids animals, this is a book for you.

Rusty:  Fozziemum is posting on her visit to the U.S.  Last week she wrote about her visit to the Funny Farm.  Stop by to read Meeting the Funnyfarmers. We love the photos of us she posted.  Some of us ran away and hid but those that didn't met Bev and her camera. 

Merci:  And in case you missed Bacon's post Travels in the South.  Or our post Our Mystery Guest.  We have great memories from that day.

Rusty:  We don't want to load you up with links to visit, but just in case you are interested in learning more about Brolga, the BBC has ( or had?) a TV series on his roo rescue and he can be found on YouTube.   A search for "Kangaroo Dundee" will bring up the BBC shows as well as other videos.

Merci:  He also has a website:  The Kangaroo Sanctuary Alice Springs.   We hope you have fun learning about kangaroo rescue.  We did.

Whole Earth Farms

Taylor:  What are you doing posing with our cat food?

Marcus:  Someone has to do it and I'm available.

Taylor:  That's cat food.  Rusty was supposed to pose with it but you chased him off.  You really are a camera hog!

Marcus:  I was just guarding the food so he couldn't steal any before the rest of you get to taste it.

Rusty:  It's a good thing Marcus is outside or he'd want a taste of this real duck recipe Whole Earth Farms pate. 

Percy:  It's about time Jan fed us today.  She has some crazy idea breakfast isn't to be served until lunch time. 

Micah:  According to the label, it's made with duck, chicken broth and chicken liver.  It also has alfalfa and flaxseed and a bunch of vitamins and minerals.  The texture is a bit rubbery but Jan added water, as she always does to our blunch (breakfast at lunch), and it's quite tasty.

Rusty:  This is grain free and Chewy lists these key benefits:

•     Whole Earth Farms recipes are made with high quality, all-natural ingredients to deliver complete & balanced nutrition for pets

•     Naturally nutritious with high quality protein as the first ingredient

•     Meeting the highest quality standards and no ingredients from China

•     Made in the USA
  

Cyndi:  When Jan put the box on the counter, I claimed it, but Jan said I had to share, so we have all enjoyed the Whole Earth Farms duck pate.  Click the link for a complete list of ingredients.

We were not compensated, but Chewy.com did provide the cat food for this review.  Any opinions expressed are entirely our own. 

Optical Illusion

Rusty:  Why are we posting pictures of trees in the rain?

Merci: Because I like them.  And they aren't trees in the rain.  They are trees after the rain. 

Rusty:  But everything looks wet like it's raining. I can see it coming down.

Merci:  That's an optical illusion.  It was a very hot, humid day.  We had rain and when Jan went outside to work in the yard, she saw steam rising from the road near Martha Mill.

Rusty:  What's an optical illusion?

Merci:  That's where you see something that isn't there, except it is, only it doesn't look like itself.

Rusty:  It's a ... what?

Merci:  It's something that appeals to Jan because, as we all know, Jan has a peculiar eye for pictures.

Rusty:  Hey, I recognize that area.  It's where you guys and Jan found Micah after he was dumped. 

Merci:  You're right.  It's a good two blocks from here.  Jan's ancient.  I didn't think she could see that far.

Rusty:  Why would you think that?

Merci:  Because yesterday she stepped on my paw on her way to the kitchen and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there."

Nulo Freestyle

Marcus:  Hey, Rusty, you keep your distance.  I found this bag of dog food in the dog pen.  You're a cat.  I'm a dog, so it belongs to me.

Buddy:  It belongs to me and Merci too, so stop guarding it.  Rusty isn't going to steal it. 

Marcus:  This is called Nulo Freestyle.  I've never heard of it.

Buddy:   It's grain-free adult.  The salmon and peas recipe. 

Merci: Don't you just love the food reflection in the stainless steel bowl?  The main ingredients are deboned salmon, turkey meal, menhaden fish meal,whole peas, sweet potatoes, chicken fat (preserved with tocopherols & vitamin C), chickpeas, deboned turkey ... 

Buddy:  A full list of ingredients can be found at Chewy.com.  Some of the key benefits listed are :

   * 80% animal-based proteins
   * Omega 3's from real salmon to nourish skin and coat
   * Low glycemic index ingredients
   * Powered by a pure probiotic strain
   * Amino acids to support lean muscle mass and a healthy heart
   * No chicken or egg proteins
   * Provides energy to stay active
   * Made in the USA

Marcus:  Cyndi, get out of my food!  You guys told me Rusty wasn't interested in stealing my food because he's a cat, but look at Cyndi.  She's a cat and she's stealing.

Buddy:  You're right, but technically, she's stealing my food since that is my bowl.

Marcus:  Hey, why can't I eat in my Private Dining Car?  It's lonely out here.

Buddy:   You were whining about Rusty looking at your food and about Cyndi eating your food.  Now you're whining about the location of your food? 

Merci:  I'm glad Marcus is having his breakfast al fresco this morning.  It's so peaceful in here without him.

Buddy:  Yes, it is. Too peaceful.  Jan, can Marcus come inside to eat his Nulo Freestyle in his Private Dining Car?   I can't believe I'm saying this but I miss hearing him enjoy his food.

Merci:  I can't believe you're saying that either.


Chewy provided us with a small bag of food for this review.  We were not paid, nor were we influenced as to what to say.  Chewy only asks that we be honest.


We are joining the Pet Parade blog hop with hosts Rascal and Rocco,  Bionic Basil, Barking From the Bayou and Love is being owned by a husky.

Two Right Feet

Percy:  Hey, Marcus, you love to have your picture taken.  Why are you not looking at the camera?

Marcus:  Because Jan said this post is not about me and I'm looking to see who usurped my post.  

Percy:  Then who is this post about?

Buddy:  It isn't about anybody.  It's about this pot of lovely petunias.  Someone named Alice gifted them to Jan last week.

Percy:  Someone actually gave Jan living flowers?  Didn't anyone tell Alice Jan has a black thumb and everything she touches dies?

Buddy:  I guess not.  And surprisingly, they're still alive. 

Percy:  It was really nice of Alice to give Jan the flowers to enjoy.  Oh, you can look at the camera now, Marcus.

Marcus:  Not really.  There has to be someone hiding in the bushes to protect these flowers.

Buddy:  I doubt it.  We would have caught a whiff of his scent if anyone was hiding there.

Marcus:  By the way, did you happen to notice anything funny about the flowerpot?

Percy:  I didn't.  Did you, Buddy?

Buddy:  No.

Marcus:  Take a closer look.  The pot has two right feet.

Percy:  Hey, you're right.  That is funny.  Who ever heard of a flowerpot with two right feet?

Marcus:  Actually, who ever heard of a flowerpot with polished toenails wearing flip flops?

Buddy:  Don't laugh.  It's the perfect gift for Jan.

Percy:  Why?

Buddy:  Because Jan has two left feet.

Marcus:  I never noticed that.  Are you sure?

Buddy:  Of course.  I've heard her say many a time over the years that she can't dance because she has two left feet.

Percy:  Well, now she has a flowerpot to dance with.

Marcus:  This I have to see!

PS -  Remember our post on Our Mystery Guest?   Drop by Bacon's Travels in the South post from yesterday to see some familiar faces.  Without the pictures, we would think we imagined meeting a couple of pet bloggers in the flesh. 

We are joining Pepi Smart Dog and friends for the Thankful Thursday blog hop.

No Problem

 

Rusty:  Hey, come closer so I can tell you a story without Jan eavesdropping.  Yep, I'm going to tattle on her.

Merci:  Can I help?  I love to tell stories too.

Rusty:  Do you remember the post we did the other day on Winton causing Jan so many problems downloading and IDing her photos?  (Winton in the Doghouse)

Merci:  Winton?  Oh, you mean Win 10, Microsoft's lunatic operating system.  Yes, I remember.

Rusty:  Jan is a bit stubborn and she really fought to download her way - to Picasa on the computer - except Winton absolutely refuses to recognize the computer card reader.  And she found a workaround to ID the photos her way.

Merci:  It's been a bit tense around here since Winton arrived, so we're all relieved.

Rusty:  Monday night she finished the latest batch of photos so we could do a review today.  She was so proud of herself.  And then -

Merci:  And then Jan, who could manage to shoot herself in the foot if she had a gun, discovered some of the photos for the review needed to be re-shot.  No problem.

Rusty:  She moved some things around to make room in the bedroom, grabbed her little camera and ... well, it would look a lot better if she was level with the object.  She doesn't bend well any more, so when she tried to sit on the floor, she fell.

Merci:  No problem.  Now she was at the right level.  She picked up the camera, turned it on and before she could aim, it went dark.  Great.  She crawled across the floor to pull herself up on the bed, found the battery cable and plugged it in to charge the battery.

Rusty.  No problem.  She'd just use the big camera.  But first she had to scoop the litter pan since it would be in the picture and Micah had decided to christen it.  No, she didn't want to try sitting on the floor again.  She pulled over Buddy's 2-step stool and sat down, picked up the big camera, turned it on and -

Merci:  A banner popped up saying "Battery depleted" and it, too, went dark.

Rusty: No problem.  This camera has a spare battery.  She changed the battery, took the photos, downloaded them to the computer, ID'd them, cropped and slapped our name on them, resized them, uploaded them to Picasa online-

Merci:  Where we wrote most of our review post, until Jan suddenly yelled," Stop, we forgot something!"

Rusty:  It's now after 11 PM and we have to wait on something for the review, so we have no post for tomorrow (then) /today (now).  What do we do?

Merci:  No problem. We write about Jan since this is all her fault.

Tuesday Sunday Selfie

Merci:  Here is our handsome Sam enjoying the sunshine.

Cyndi: We started a Sunday Selfie (blog hop) post a while back but then Sam got sick and we forgot about it.

Merci:  It was a nice surprise to find this draft.  We don't post on the weekend any more so we decided to have a Tuesday Sunday Selfie day in memory of Sam.

Cyndi:  Any day is a good day to remember those we love, so let's celebrate his humor with a funny video.

Merci:  We love to watch baby elephants.  They make us smile.  And often laugh.

Cyndi:  This little one proves that a young elephant can be just as stubborn as a human youngster.

Merci:  Fortunately, he doesn't throw a temper tantrum but he sure doesn't want to get out of the water.

Cyndi:  Notice how determined he is, yet how gentle his mom is with him. 


If the video doesn't play, click here.

Winton in the Doghouse

Marcus:  Is it safe to come out yet?

Percy:  Not yet.  I'd wait a few days for Jan to calm down if I were you.

Marcus:  A few days?  I could starve to death in here.  And what about when I have to pee and ... um, you know?

Percy:  You might want to hold it.

Marcus:  Hold it?  Hold it where?

Percy:  You're taking your life in your hands if you come out.

Marcus:  But you're out.

Percy:  Ah, but there are more places I can run and hide where you wouldn't fit.

Marcus:  How long do you think it will take Jan to calm down from this weekend?

Percy:  Oh, I'd give it a month.

Marcus:  She sure was angry.  I had to cover my ears in case she said any words on the bad list that we're not supposed to use.  And when she threatened to throw the computer monitor through the window, I figured I was safer in here than out there.  Who's this guy Winton she's so angry with?

Percy:  Not Winton.  Win 10.  It's the latest Microsoft operating system and Jan said she'd like to make the idiot who created it late.  I think that means she'd like to kill Win 10.

Marcus: I think we should help her do it.  She spent most of the weekend trying to figure out how to download photos from her camera so we could post.  Win 10 won't let her just pop a card into the reader to download photos and trying to download to Picasa, which used to be a snap, now takes a looooooooooooooooong time!

Percy:  She finally found a Microsoft program already on the computer that will download faster - one she wanted to uninstall - but she can't add tags (plural) with it, so she has to use something else to tag.  Then when she tried to move June photos from the May file, all the June photos disappeared and it took a long time to find them.  And the "fun" had only started.

Marcus:  If this was a fun weekend, I must have missed something.  We didn't get to write the post we had planned.  Jan missed dinner and was so hungry she chewed nails.  She yelled at someone named Horse's Rear End because he doesn't understand that NO means NO and she doesn't want the crap trying to be forced on her.  I guess that means we're out of poop bags.

Percy:  Well, look at it this way, Marcus.  There is one ray of sunshine for you this weekend.

Marcus:  I'm trying to hide in a crate.  What could be good about that?

Percy:  For the moment, you're not the one in the doghouse.  That guy Winton is.

A Girl Named Zeb

Buddy:  Hey, Marcus, want to hear a joke? 

Marcus:  Sure.

Buddy:  What did the blonde call her pet zebra?

Marcus:  That's easy.  She called him Zeb.

Buddy:  Why would you think she named him Zeb?

Marcus:  It's only logical.  Your nickname would be Bud.  Mine would be Marc.  Per for Percy. So a zebra would be Zeb.  

Buddy:  Cyndi would clobber you on the head if you started calling her "Cyn". 

Marcus: Okay, then what did the blonde call her pet zebra?

Buddy:  Spot.

Marcus:  Spot?  That's the punch line?

Buddy:  Come on, you know how these blonde jokes go. She can call her zebra Spot but when we get a zebra, we'll name him Zeb.

Marcus: Buddy, one question.

Buddy:  Yes?

Marcus:  What if the zebra we get is a girl?


Kittycaperz asked yesterday if we have a zebra joke.  Yes, we did.

We are joining the Pet Parade blog hop with hosts Rascal and Rocco,  Bionic Basil, Barking From the Bayou and Love is being owned by a husky.

Taylor Changes Her Spots

Micah:  Hey, Taylor, do you know any jokes?

Taylor:  Yes, but I'm not telling any around here.  You guys are a hard audience for each other.

Micah:  I'll be gentle.  Honest. 

Taylor:  Okay.  How does a leopard change his spots?

Micah:  I'm guessing he uses Photoshop?

Buddy:  That depends on who took the picture.  The photographer might not want someone messing with her work and the leopard could be sued for copyright infringement.

Taylor:  I didn't say anything about anyone taking a picture.  It's a simple clear-cut question.  How does a leopard  change his spots?

Micah:  Not in public, I would hope!

Buddy:  In the bathroom?  No, the bedroom.  Wherever, behind closed doors.

Taylor:  How did a rich leopard get into this joke?

Micah:  How do you know he's rich?

Buddy:  Oh, I know.  Not every leopard has a bathroom or a bedroom.  Come to think of it, most leopards don't have a door to change spots behind..

Micah:  So how does a poor leopard change his spots, Taylor?

Buddy:  Hey, Taylor, where are you going?

Taylor:  When a leopard gets tired of one spot, he just moves to another!  And so do I.


We had a fun poem left in the comments of yesterday's joke by Rusty (Knock, Knock Orange) and we'd like to share it. 

Um...in or out...
wherevfur you may be,
you are funny!!
So do not pout,
let alone shout.
Just sit tight,
enjoy the sunlight,
And a big dose of nip...
Cause today
We heard you say:
Let me in; Let me out!

Thank you, Meezer's Mews and Freckles Woofs.  We like that!

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Knock, Knock Orange

Rusty:  Knock, knock.

Jan:  Who's there?

Rusty:  It's me, Rusty.  Don't you recognize me?

Jan:  Of course I recognize you.  I thought you were going to tell me a knock, knock joke.

Rusty:  Okay, if you insist.  Knock, knock.

Jan:  Who's there?

Rusty:  Orange.

Jan:  Orange who?

Rusty:  Orange you going to let me in?

Jan:  But you just begged me to let you outside.  Why would you want to go back in already?

Rusty:  *sigh*  I think I'll go sit in the doghouse and meditate on the futility of having a lucid conversation around here.