Marathon duck, giant horse, cats in the navy, rainbow of puppies, and more.
Winner by a beak!
Duck Running in New York City Marathon Might Be the Cutest Thing
Daily Paws, via Andrew Y.
And he gets to drink BEER! Doctor's orders!
Giant Rescue Horse Finally Enjoying Retirement After 20 Years of Work
The Dodo, via Murray C.
Yo-ho-ho and a saucer of milk!
Historical Photos Of Cats Relaxing In Hammocks Aboard Naval Ships
Bored Panda, via Andrew Y.
ALL the flavors!
Labrador Retriever Gives Birth to Rare Litter of Puppies of Each Color
People, via NTMTOM
And finally: No Time to ‘Tock
Murray C. brings us a floofy butt that knows how to strut.
Wrinkle running the marathon is so adorable. I’m so happy for Big John, but nowhere near as happy as he seems. Glad he survived to experience some peace snd joy
Cats aboard naval vessels. In their wee hammocks! 😁😸
I sometimes forget that there are working cats too, not just dogs!
They were dedly cute. I especially loved the looks on the sailors’ faces. Those poor guys must have needed emotional support animals.
That loaf of bread’s got rhythm!
Best bit about Wrinkle’s story (besides the obvious cuteness): #seducktive.
If I ever get a corgi, have to name it BG. Talk about the perfect soundtrack!
So glad the ambulance staff let the dogs stay with their hoomin. I’d want my cats with me in that situation.
I guess I already have a therapy duck.
Or you are a therapy duck..
“Good morning Mini Me.”
That corgi has better rhythm than Travolta!
So true! All I could think of was the song Staying Alive.
So happy for Big John. I’ve only had hands-on experience with one draft horse, a not-quite-so-huge Percheron gelding. He was picked on by the mares in the group of horses that belonged to the therapeutic riding program, so I often let him out in a smaller pen by himself, while the others got to playing in the big arena, and I played with him. He liked to play something like tag, and when he was done with the bouncies, he just loved lots of skritches and cuddies. And he was quite careful of those giant feet.
Truly gentle giants. I’d love to hang out with more of them anytime.
That sounds really lovely.
It does sound lovely, Diane.
Big John is now living his best life. Watching him canter made me choke up.