You put us in these party hats and said we were going to a party, but I don’t see a party anywhere yet. I just don’t see the point of it.
So Where’s the Party?
It’s Nosevember!
It’s the month for superlative sniffers, imposing inhalers, noteworthy nostrils, profound proboscises, stupendous snouts, brilliant boopables, and otherwise outstanding olfactory organs.
Booping accomplished, Andrew Y.
Links: Fence Sitter
Dog climbs fence, rescued kitten gets orange playmates, wholesome animal adoption pics, and dog tricks the cat.
And finally: Doggie Doorman
Murray C. shares a clever pup who can show you the door.
The Costume Council Has Spoken
Dressing up for Halloween? Before you go to that masquerade party, you must first stand before the Costume Council, eternal guardians of the Halloween spirit. If your costume pleases the council you receive their blessing and a full-size Snickers. If not you are cast forever into the Flaming Pit of Eternal Suffering and Pilates Studio. Choose wisely.
