Anyone who knows me knows that I get pretty weird around animals. I thought I’d blog about it, for your amusement. Here is another one of my encounters with a random animal.
Last time here on Safari Planet, one of my adoring fans called for pictures. So, since I'm feeling lazy, this will be an all-visual edition of Safari Planet (with explanatory captions, obvi).
This is Handsomedog, star of the last post. He's very handsome, so you may not want to look directly at him. It's like looking at the sun.
Bonus Handsomedog.
I named this kitty "Raymond Tigre". He is one of the Sullivan's Island kitties (to be featured in the next post). We met him on the weekend of my brother's birthday, and we coerced him into following us back to the beach house. There, I fed him a can of minced clams. I loved him.
I don't remember what insane name I gave this little fellow. He was walking around outside of an art studio. I got the pets, natch. (I think I'll call him Artie.)
Bonus picture of Girl One smoking a cigar. She'll get her own post, never fear.
***Note: I would love to post a picture of the picnic table dogs, but I don't want the people to think I'm a weirdo. Obviously I am, I just don't want them to know that.***
This has been a brief insight into the madness that is Baby Friday’s animal obsession. Tune in next time for the Sullivan's Island trash kitties.
Anyone who knows me knows that I get pretty weird around animals. I thought I’d blog about it, for your amusement. Here is another one of my encounters with a random animal.
Last time here on Safari Planet, one of my adoring fans called for pictures. So, since I'm feeling lazy, this will be an all-visual edition of Safari Planet (with explanatory captions, obvi).
This is Handsomedog, star of the last post. He's very handsome, so you may not want to look directly at him. It's like looking at the sun.
Bonus Handsomedog.
I named this kitty "Raymond Tigre". He is one of the Sullivan's Island kitties (to be featured in the next post). We met him on the weekend of my brother's birthday, and we coerced him into following us back to the beach house. There, I fed him a can of minced clams. I loved him.
I don't remember what insane name I gave this little fellow. He was walking around outside of an art studio. I got the pets, natch. (I think I'll call him Artie.)
Bonus picture of Girl One smoking a cigar. She'll get her own post, never fear.
***Note: I would love to post a picture of the picnic table dogs, but I don't want the people to think I'm a weirdo. Obviously I am, I just don't want them to know that.***
This has been a brief insight into the madness that is Baby Friday’s animal obsession. Tune in next time for the Sullivan's Island trash kitties.
So, is Handsomedog's name really Handsomedog or is that a Monster name and his real name is Rex? I'm not sure what I hope the answer is to this question, actually.
ReplyDeleteAsking for thedogburrows.
His name is whatever you call him in your heart. It's like in The Neverending Story. (No, just kidding, his name is Fred.)
ReplyDeleteThe world demands Skeledog!
ReplyDeleteThe world will thank me for *not* inflicting Skeledog upon it. That will be my legacy: she did not make mankind gaze upon the horror that is Skeledog. (Actually, j/k, his post is coming.)
ReplyDeleteThe animals were ok, but i loved the bonus shot of teacherman's legs.
ReplyDeleteI have a particular weakness for black and white kitties. However, that doesn't stop me from wanting to snuggle all of these safari creatures.
ReplyDeleteGirl One is so pretty with her cigar!
ReplyDeleteYou should have a Safari Planet mission to get a pic of the picnic table dogs. It will make for a great post!
Sorry to disappoint you, CT--those are my brother's legs you're ogling.
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