It was a sweet scam while it lasted. I would drape myself over the railing, let out a pitiful whimpering, and before long some nice person would give me cuddles and a treat. And then one day it just… stopped. Did I lose my touch?

It was a sweet scam while it lasted. I would drape myself over the railing, let out a pitiful whimpering, and before long some nice person would give me cuddles and a treat. And then one day it just… stopped. Did I lose my touch?

New York Post, via AJ
Cole & Marmalade, via NTMTOM
YouTube, via Karen P. & Dana D.
Arne shares the result of an ill-timed sneeze.
Just before the New Year, the Elephant Nature Park set up a tire swing for the playful Thong Ae, who had a swinging good time.
I smellied da fishie… I lookeed da fishie… But on further consideration of all the available facts in the matter, it appears that I shall not touchie da fishie.
