If this little puppy had read his Konrad Lorenz, he would have known that his being so chummy with those baby chicks would attach them to him for life. He’d be a grown-up dog and they’d be grown-up chickens, and they would still be following him around.
But we can all think of worse things than that, can’t we?
Fine-sounding headline! I wonder what it means.
This looks just like one of the happy puppies I use to get around a certain outfit’s robot censor. Puppies are good at getting around people. Getting around parrots, not so much.
My cat Buster would have loved to have a puppy to romp with. He never had much time for the serious side of life–if he even knew that such a thing existed. So, yeah, a playful puppy would have suited him down to the ground.
In addition to regularly getting me past the Facebook censorship robot, puppies are every bit as funny as cats. These little videos prove it.
I don’t know, though, that there’s any future in chasing your leash around the laundry basket while it’s still attached to your collar (the leash, not the basket). If any of you have ever tried it, please tell us how it worked out for you.
I don’t want to hear any more nooze today–do you? How about some little fuzzy faces instead?
Some of these pups, when they fall asleep, they literally do fall. And not always in the most advantageous places.
Barking at inanimate objects. Having a showdown with your reflection in the mirror. Openly defying the menace of a squeaky toy. What gives with puppies? Where do they get all that energy?
Not from me, that’s for sure.
Come to think of it, are there puppies that are not excitable? Not counting mud puppies, who have no effective way of showing their emotions. You wouldn’t catch them barking at their reflections in a mirror. But the puppies in this video will bark at anything. You might not want them doing that, once they’re grown up.
Here’s a mystery that fascinates me. What actually goes on in the mind of a baby who’s still too young to talk? I mean, they can’t tell us, and yet there’s a complete human brain up there… But it hasn’t yet acquired a vocabulary. How do you think, you can’t talk?
But dogs and cats seem to have a knack for communicating with human babies. Do they have some kind of pre-language communication? Telepathy, maybe?
When they’re not helping us get around the social media censors, puppies bring a lot of joy into our lives.
By the way, do any of you fall asleep in the bathtub? When it has water in it, I mean. It’s the sort of thing a puppy would do.
I can sympathize with these little puppies and their aversion to tackling stairs for the first time. It reminds me of my first time on a bicycle without training wheels.
No problem, my father was going to hold on to the back and push, all I’d have to do was pedal. I did that, and got going pretty fast. But I still hadn’t quite gotten the hang of steering, and soon a hazard loomed before me: The Ruts. That was just a little bumpy area where the playground met the end of our street, but my mother, for no reason I will ever understand, had told me that The Ruts were too hard even for the big kids. Why in the world did she tell me that?
Anyhow, I was headed straight for The Ruts, so I turned around to tell my father to stop the bike ’cause I didn’t know how, The Ruts are comin’–and he wasn’t there! He’d let go some minutes ago, and was standing some distance away with his hands on his hips, all smiles because his little boy could ride a bike. Only when the little boy discovered that, the little boy went down like a ton of bricks! Fap!
Pups, I feel your pain.