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.
Gee-ross!
Birdbrain Meets Birdbath
I can’t believe my no-good selfish human! Makes herself a delicious-smelling bowl of chicken soup, and didn’t share it with me! Didn’t even let me lick the bowl! Well, I’ll show her! I’m having bird-flavored water even if it kills me!
So Long, Sucker
Oh, this? I traded some kid for it. I was getting really tired of my rawhide bone, and he seemed tired of this thing, so we looked at each other and shrugged, and that was that.
Oh, the Smell of It
Olive and Mabel’s new perfume is more eww than eau
This holiday, give her the world’s most enticing fragrance. A scent that transports the senses to faraway shores, to sea, to sand, to seagulls. Dead seagulls. Give her Canine, by Andrew Cotter.
Pre-ordered by Alice Shortcake, Allein S., and Murray C.