It never fails to make me smile, seeing a kitten run sideways with his tail all puffed up. My cats have outgrown that, more’s the pity.
You can’t stay mad or sad while watching puppies and kittens try to deal with mirrors. I do hope they quickly learn not to run full-tilt directly into the mirror. I’m glad the music drowns out that little “clunk!” sound.
Don’t be misled (I used to think that was pronounced “myzeled”–didn’t you?) by the little boy’s smiles and giggles: these puppies mean business! They look like the same puppies that shattered the Miskatonic University expedition to the ruins of Pnath. This child is in real trouble.
Watching these tired puppies try to stay awake reminds me of a high school incident.
Last-period Spanish class (our school day was a full eight hours), and my friend Jimmy false asleep at his desk. Mrs. Kosa beckons for quite as she dismisses the class, and everyone tiptoes out of the room. I stay because I want to see Jimmy’s reaction to waking up and finding everybody gone. Funny! What a laugh that was.
Okay, there is no Icelandic saga dealing with kittens and puppies. But if there were, it’d look exactly like this video. Trust me, I’m an expert.
Fascinating False Fact: Genghis Khan was once chased up a tree by a kitten.
I don’t know: there’s something about puppies and ice cubes that never fails to make me smile. That much fun is just contagious!
Fascinating False Fact: A bulldog puppy named Tito once stole a U.S. Navy nuclear submarine.
What do you get when you mix kittens and puppies? A barrel of monkeys, maybe? Here we have proof of it.
That great music, in case you didn’t know, is In the Hall of the Mountain King by Edvard Grieg.
I guess the puppy is supposed to watch over the sleeping baby; but sleepiness can be contagious. How long can the puppy keep up the unequal struggle?
P.S.–No horse aphids are present in this video.
I can’t help it. I love squeaky toys, and love watching puppies play with them. This little guy is still learning that when you squeeze a squeaky toy, it squeaks–kind of the whole point of the thing.
Ramesses II had a squeaky toy. You could look it up.
Remember the first time this happened to you? There you are with a nice sand castle, or a nice big hole in the sand, and along comes the ocean and ruins it.
Mr. Puppy discovers that he, like King Canute, can’t command the tide not to come in. All he can do is complain to his human.
It’s not unknown for a mother cat to adopt and raise puppies–but at the same time as her full litter of kittens? Isn’t that asking rather a lot?
It reminds me of a mouse I had, named Sleepy, who had an enormous litter of babies who simply refused to be weaned. They’d mob her and wind up carrying her around as they nursed her. She soon realized that the only thing she could do was jump on top of the water bottle, out of their reach, and chatter at them angrily.
This cat needs to do that, too.