It can’t be the bird because the bird’s not real. It can’t be the husky, who’s only doing what a dog will do. That leaves the human who eggs on the dog to attack the toy. Someday she’ll be sorry that she did that.
It can’t be the bird because the bird’s not real. It can’t be the husky, who’s only doing what a dog will do. That leaves the human who eggs on the dog to attack the toy. Someday she’ll be sorry that she did that.
Ignore the annoying noozie narrator. These are very cute puppies and it’s fun to watch them learning how to navigate stairs. Courage, pups! If my iguana could do it, you can do it. Someday you’ll be doing zoomies up and down the stairs.
[P.S.–Please continue to pray for Elder Mike. We haven’t heard from him today.]
This could have so easily turned into one of those “paranormal” stories. “Help! I put my child’s stuffed toys away, and in the morning I keep finding them all over the house!”
So they put up some hidden cameras and found it was the cat doing it.
Cancel the call to Ghostbusters.
As Samuel Johnson might have said, of a chicken playing Puccini on a piano keyboard: it’s not done well, but you’re surprised it’s done at all. How well could you play, no-handed? Hand that hen a cup of corn!
My poor Missy got herself tangled in a plastic bag in the middle of the night and rocketed all over the apartment before I could catch her and remove the bag.
As you will see, cats have a real gift for this sort of thing.

Hiyo, out there, it’s 11-11! And I’m Byron the Quokka, bringing you the best in television from Quokka University, home of the 1989 West Australia Pick-Up Stix champions. Here’s the merest sample of the sublime greatness we have in store for you!
6:45 P.M. Ch. 03 YOUR LAST COMMERCIAL–Dark melodrama
Hey! “Dark melodrama” is a tautology! “Melo” means “dark.” (I’m glad we’ve got that out of the way, it was a stone in my shoe. So to speak. No, I have not forgotten that quokkas don’t wear shoes. It was a figure of speech.) Bounty hunter Chad Przwalski (Charles Bronson) hunts down actors, directors, and writers who make TV commercials. Then they make no more.
Ch. 07
‘YOU SAID A MOUTHFUL!’ NEWS–(Just what it sounds like)
Don’t bother telling anchorman Bombley Twombly “Don’t talk with your mouth full of cereal!”–This is the show for people who want to say they watch the news, but don’t really want to watch it at all. Sports: Babblin’ Bob Burnoose. Weather: Sally McNally. You’ll be lucky if you understand six words of the entire broadcast!
7 P.M. Ch. 42 LEAVE IT TO MAGO–Sitcom
What happens when a freak solar storm whisks a family of ancient Carthaginians to the suburban township of Cthulhu Corners, New Jersey? Not to worry! Twelve-year-old Mago, boy genius, gets them through one crisis after another! This week: The police want to know about that idol of Moloch in the “Smith” back yard–and the disappearances among neighborhood children. Sgt. Muldoon: Andre the Giant.
Ch. 55 SHAKESPEARE FINGER PUPPETS: ‘AS YOU LIKE IT’–Words fail us
Shakespeare said “All the world’s a stage,” and surely was thinking about finger puppets when he said it. Tonight, the Famous Finger-Folk perform the Bard’s classic comedy inside a shoebox! You’ll need to sit real close to the TV set to see and hear it–but do you really have anything better to do?
Well, folks, that’s about that! I love those finger puppets–you should’ve seen them do “Julius Caesar.”

Make sure you’ve got leafy treats handy! Byron the Quokka, signing off.
I love watching squirrels; and now that I know they can be potty-trained, I can daydream about having a pet squirrel. The squirrel in this video is cage-free, and always ready for a cuddle. What more could you ask for?
Look at the size of that fish! And this dog means to catch it. I don’t know about these giant catfish; but the little ones in Tommy’s Pond had spikes on their fins and you’d better be careful with them.
Did you think sloths were quiet? The people at the Sloth Sanctuary could tell you more. But we do have here a baby sloth sounding off as he learns to navigate his monkey bars. (Well, that’s what we called ’em on our playground…)
Most of the cat-and-bird interactions I saw as a boy wound up “Goodbye, Charlie” for the bird. But are any of the birds in this video at all uneasy around the cats? How do they know they’re not going to get eaten? There’s much about animal communication that has yet to be discovered.