CAUTION: May cause meddling.
I Turn Healthy Meals Into Cartoon Characters So My Son Would Eat Them
Bored Panda, via Andrew Y.
Um, because he's a diabolical heart surgeon?
Adorable Puppy Is Stealing Everyone’s Hearts, And It’s Obvious Why
Bored Panda, via Andrew Y.
What's the sign for "baroo?"
This Deaf Pup Finds His Home And Learns Sign Language
Bored Panda, via Andrew Y.
Ministry of Silly Walks, feline division.
Wobbly Cat Comforts Rescued Animals That Come Through Shelter
Love Meow, via Andrew Y.
And finally: What a Lucky Ducky!
Atún was going to be a duck dinner, but a nice family brought him home instead where he rules the roost like a winner. (via Faye)
Great links today!
I know I’m being a grumpy puss but as awesome and beautiful as those meals are, I kept thinking, she’s not a working mom she has too much time on her hands and does that kid ever eat normal looking meals?
Sorry, I do love the the rest of the links, I glad wobbly kitty, deaf doggy and cuddling duck found loving homes and the all the pretty mice photos made this grumpy puss smile.
Gigi, I had the same immediate response to those meals. But their creator is certainly very talented. Presumably her kids won’t still be expecting food to look like this when they’re adults. 🙂
Some of them were also made for competitions, not for eating. Her kids are in for a rude awakening if they expect all their meals to be works of art. 😉
Not good for future spouse.
Oh, I don’t know. If she teaches her kids how to do that, too, when they’re older, there could be some very nice Valentines and anniversary meals.
I looked a little further, and yes, she is a working mom. In fact, as a result of the special meals she made for her son, she has been on several news programs. She even posts the recipes so others can try to duplicate them.
I’m thinking she was already a food artist or something like that before she started making the meals for her family. If so, it probably wouldn’t take that long to make a special looking meal. She already knew how to “dress up” a meal.
I do understand the grumpiness. Us mere mortals barely have time to heat something up in the microwave; forget trying to make a fancy looking meal!
Thanks for the info, Belphebe!
Those cartoon meals make me hungry…
I saw the diabolical heart surgeon on a “related post” link on something else last week but I didn’t click it. Glad he showed up here. Heart shaped boop!
I’m so glad that deaf Staffy got a good home at last. I don’t understand why it took so many tries, though. Why would anyone adopt out a special-needs pet to a home that wasn’t prepared to look after it properly – five times?!?
Ricky is deaf now, and his vision isn’t so hot any more, but he does know a couple of hand signals, and I’m glad our trainers taught me to use them when he was hearing well. I still talk to him all the time; I’m sure he gets the vibrations in other ways, reads my body language, and for all I know he can read lips a little, too. Dogs are good adjusters to the here and now; better than I am, that’s for sure.
It’s really hard dealing with a pet in decline. Each time I’ve had to I really wished we could have a conversation, in words. I so much wanted them to know exactly what was going on and how I felt and I wanted to know exactly what they were thinking and feeling.
Fortunately for him, Ricky doesn’t seem to have any idea he’s in decline. He’s still il capo dei tutti capi around here. 🙂
This time last year I didn’t think he’d make it to now. Now it looks like he might have another couple of years left in him. I guess you just never know. It’s stressful, for sure, but I’d rather have him, even with all the extra work and worry, than not have him.
I know what you mean. In Minkette’s last year I was taking her to the vet three or four times a week for subcutaneous liquid injections because of her kidney disease. I was very happy I was able to do it, both financially, since I had insurance, and logistically, since I lived five blocks from the vet.
Oh, golly, that was a LOT to handle. Minkette was so lucky to have you. I’m sure you felt the same going the other way, but gee whiz. It’s a lot. You’re a star pet parent. My greatest concern is how to handle something like this when I’m booked solid with work. As a freelancer, I deal with feast-or-famine, and immovable deadlines, all too often.
No insurance here, because Ricky was a senior when I adopted him. But them’s the breaks. He’s worth it.
I was retired by then so I had time.
Flowering mouselets!
I want to (gently) twirl their little tails around my finger!
I completely melted at the duck being cuddled.
We are sensitive and loving creatures, and we enjoy being snuggled and gently hugged.
We also enjoy tugging on ears and burping at inappropriate moments!
Did you notice the little diaper arrangement in one part of the video? I was wondering how they dealt with that.
Yes. Adorable.
I was definitely thinking of you, Duckie, during the whole duckie video.
Dalmatian is wearing his heart on his snoot instead of his sleeve. Adorable.
I had a friend in High School who owned a Dalmatian. The dog had much more class than my friend. I also enjoyed the dog’s company more as well.
Such an embarrassment of riches cute-wise! Love the Duckie with the top-knot! And the Dalmatian “I’m Too Sexy For My Spots” Dogo, the Deaf Dogo! I now want to go out and see if there are any harvest mice in my tulips – actually only one is up so far. I don’t know why but I’m reminded of the joke about the optimist child and the pessimist child and the pile of manure. The pessimist just sees a pile of manure but the optimist goes in digging, saying, “There’s gotta be a pony in here somewhere!”
And if nothing else, you can use the manure to grow tulips, and have your own harvest mice!