Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
More of the Funniest and Cute Pictures Around
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Friday, March 23, 2012
Check out many more funny pics at Funny Various Pictures
More Funny Pictures
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Hello all you jokesters, I hope you like the newest funny pics I've added here.
To see the rest go to the page Funny Collection of Pictures
To see the rest go to the page Funny Collection of Pictures
Funny Prank - Baby For Sale
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, February 20, 2012
Imagine walking into a pet store or just walking by one and taking notice of a baby inside the window stating "For Sale"? People's reactions are quite funny towards this prank. Check it out for yourself. I think this video is hilarious.
Feel free to share a good joke if you have one that's not already on this website. Cheers!
Feel free to share a good joke if you have one that's not already on this website. Cheers!
Cute, Funny Kitten Sleeping With A Stuffy (lol)
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, January 09, 2012
I just had to post this when I seen it. It's such a cute, funny picture of a baby kitten cuddled up with a stuffy, just like baby humans and young children. Aww.. Hope you enjoy. :)
Source: http://www.weirdthings.org.uk/
Source: http://www.weirdthings.org.uk/
Pick The Best Dog
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, December 19, 2011
Which Dog is Best?
Four workers were discussing how smart their dogs were. The first was an engineer who said his dog could do math calculations. His dog was named "T-Square", and he told him to get some paper and draw a square, a circle and a triangle, which the dog did with no sweat. The accountant said he thought his dog was better. His dog was named "Slide Rule". He told him to fetch a dozen cookies, bring them back, and divide them into piles of three, which he did with no problem. The chemist said that was good, but he felt his dog was better. His dog "Measure" was told to get a quart of milk and pour seven ounces into a ten ounce glass. The dog did this with no problem.
All three men agreed this was very good and that their dogs were equally smart. They all turned to the union member and said, "What can your dog do?". The Teamster called his dog whose name was "Coffee Break" and said, "Show the fellows what you can do". Coffee Break went over and ate the cookies, drank the milk, went to the bathroom on the paper, claimed he injured his back while eating, filed a grievance for unsafe working conditions, applied for Workmen's Compensation and left for home on sick leave.
Amazingly Talented Pit Bull With Major Energy - Awesome Video
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Saturday, October 23, 2010
Incredible Pit Bull with massive energy and extreme talent. Truly Amazing. How would you like to take this Pitty out for a run every day? lol
Funny Video Clip of a Cat Ruling a Dog - lol
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Friday, October 22, 2010
This video clip is funny! Tough kitty or wimpy dog? I found it to be humorous and hope you do too. :) lol
Do NOT, Under ANY Circumstances Talk to my Parrot!
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Thursday, October 07, 2010
I thought this was pretty humorous when I read it. A good joke, a little twisted though, lol.
Wanda's dishwasher quit working so she called in a repairman. Since she had to go to work the next day, she told the repairman, "I'll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I'll mail you a check. Oh, by the way don't worry about my dog Spike. He won't bother you."
"But, whatever you do, do NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!"
"I MUST STRESS TO YOU: DO NOT TALK TO MY PARROT!!!"
When the repairman arrived at Wanda's apartment the following day, he discovered the biggest, meanest looking dog he has ever seen. But, just as she had said, the dog just lay there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his work.
The parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing and name calling.
Finally the repairman couldn't contain himself any longer and yelled,
"Shut up, you stupid, ugly bird!"
Wanda's dishwasher quit working so she called in a repairman. Since she had to go to work the next day, she told the repairman, "I'll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I'll mail you a check. Oh, by the way don't worry about my dog Spike. He won't bother you."
"But, whatever you do, do NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!"
"I MUST STRESS TO YOU: DO NOT TALK TO MY PARROT!!!"
When the repairman arrived at Wanda's apartment the following day, he discovered the biggest, meanest looking dog he has ever seen. But, just as she had said, the dog just lay there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his work.
The parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing and name calling.
Finally the repairman couldn't contain himself any longer and yelled,
"Shut up, you stupid, ugly bird!"
Your Puppy AWW For The Day
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, June 14, 2010
My neighbor has a dog who just recently had a batch of 5 pups. They are the most adorable little puppies ever. I just HAD to share them with the world. I hope they bring you many smiles as they did my family, friends and I. They are so funny to watch now that they are getting to that stage. Here they are... Enjoy!
See more pics here.
See more pics here.
Cat Versus Snake, Oh My
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Funny clip of a cat playing with a snake... or just being a curious cat.
Funny And Extremely Clever, Talented Talking Bird
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, May 17, 2010
Wow, birds can be so funny. This one's incredibly talented! He can comprehend our English and interact in a conversation with his trainer. Clever, very clever and inspiring.
Cat With Baby Bunnies
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, May 17, 2010
I came across this cute funny video of a cat playing with baby bunnies lol.
Best Ever Crazy Cats Caught on Camera...
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Some of the most funniest, best ever cat videos... they always crack me up. . . way too funny!
Huge Fluffy Pillow
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Thursday, March 25, 2010
A cat died and went to Heaven. God met her at the gates and said, 'You have been a good cat all these years. Anything you want is yours for the asking.'
The cat thought for a minute and then said, 'All my life I lived on a farm and slept on hard wooden floors. I would like a real fluffy pillow to sleep on.'
God said, 'Say no more.' Instantly the cat had a huge fluffy pillow.
A few days later, six mice were killed in an accident and they all went to Heaven together. God met the mice at the gates with the same offer that He made to the cat
The cat thought for a minute and then said, 'All my life I lived on a farm and slept on hard wooden floors. I would like a real fluffy pillow to sleep on.'God said, 'Say no more.' Instantly the cat had a huge fluffy pillow.
A few days later, six mice were killed in an accident and they all went to Heaven together. God met the mice at the gates with the same offer that He made to the cat
Trip To COSTCO
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Yesterday I was at my local COSTCO buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Biscuit, the Wonder Dog and was in the checkout line when woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant? So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
What did she think I had, an elephant? So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
Another Use For Condoms
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Monday, November 09, 2009
This is a silly joke, but it still gave me a chuckle. lol If only it were that easy to get your dog to poop in bags.. haha..too funny.
A very proper man started going into the neighborhood pharmacy every week to buy 2 dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would order the same thing. One day the pharmacist felt he had to say something to the man. 'Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on
earth do you use that many condoms every week?'
The man looked at him in disgust and said, 'I
A very proper man started going into the neighborhood pharmacy every week to buy 2 dozen boxes of condoms. Week after week he would order the same thing. One day the pharmacist felt he had to say something to the man. 'Wow! You must have the stamina of a bull. Talk about getting lucky! How on
earth do you use that many condoms every week?'
The man looked at him in disgust and said, 'I
Dog Or Bone - Dog Halloween Costumes - LMAO
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Friday, October 30, 2009
These are absolutely the best dog costumes I have ever seen! For those of you who enjoy seeing cute and hilarious dressed up dogs; and those who do the costume dressing up on your dogs, you will love these pictures!
Kitty Story
By:
Bonnie Wabbit
On: Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable. No matter how legitimate my excuse, I always get the feeling that my boss thinks I'm lying.
On one recent occasion, I had a valid reason but lied anyway, because the truth was just too darned humiliating. I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury, and I hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I reasoned, I could think up a doozy to explain the bandage on the top of my head. The accident occurred mainly because I had given in to my wife's wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.
Initially, the new acquisition was no problem.
Then one morning, I was taking my shower after breakfast when I heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen.
'Honey! The garbage disposal is dead again. Please come reset it.'
'You know where the button is,' I protested through the shower pitter-patter and steam. 'Reset it yourself!'
'But I'm scared!' she persisted. 'What if it starts going and sucks me in?'
There was a meaningful pause and then, 'C'mon, it'll only take you a second.'
So out I came, dripping wet and buck naked, hoping that my silent outraged nudity would make a statement about how I perceived her behavior as extremely cowardly.
Sighing loudly, I squatted down and stuck my head under the sink to find the button. It is the last action I remember performing.
It struck without warning, and without any respect to my circumstances. No, it wasn't the hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing metal teeth. It was our new kitty, who discovered the fascinating dangling objects she spied hanging between my legs. She had been poised around the corner and stalked me as I reached under the sink. And, at the precise moment when I was most vulnerable, she leapt at the toys I unwittingly offered and snagged them with her needle-like claws. I lost all rational thought to control orderly bodily movements, blindly rising at a violent rate of speed, with the full weight of a kitten hanging from my masculine region.
Wild animals are sometimes faced with a 'fight or flight' syndrome. Men, in this predicament, choose only the 'flight' option. I know this from experience. I was fleeing straight up into the air when the sink and cabinet bluntly and forcefully impeded my ascent.
The impact knocked me out cold.
When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood over me.
Now there are not many things in this life worse than finding oneself lying on the kitchen floor buck naked in front of a group of 'been-there, done-that' paramedics.
Even worse, having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics were all snorting loudly as they tried to conduct their work, all the while trying to suppress their hysterical laughter......and not succeeding.
Somehow I lived through it all. A few days later I finally made it back in to the office, where colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me about my head injury. I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk about, which it was.
'What's the matter?' They all asked, 'Cat got your tongue?'
If they only knew..
On one recent occasion, I had a valid reason but lied anyway, because the truth was just too darned humiliating. I simply mentioned that I had sustained a head injury, and I hoped I would feel up to coming in the next day. By then, I reasoned, I could think up a doozy to explain the bandage on the top of my head. The accident occurred mainly because I had given in to my wife's wishes to adopt a cute little kitty.
Initially, the new acquisition was no problem.
Then one morning, I was taking my shower after breakfast when I heard my wife, Deb, call out to me from the kitchen.
'Honey! The garbage disposal is dead again. Please come reset it.'
'You know where the button is,' I protested through the shower pitter-patter and steam. 'Reset it yourself!'
'But I'm scared!' she persisted. 'What if it starts going and sucks me in?'
There was a meaningful pause and then, 'C'mon, it'll only take you a second.'
So out I came, dripping wet and buck naked, hoping that my silent outraged nudity would make a statement about how I perceived her behavior as extremely cowardly.
Sighing loudly, I squatted down and stuck my head under the sink to find the button. It is the last action I remember performing.
It struck without warning, and without any respect to my circumstances. No, it wasn't the hexed disposal, drawing me into its gnashing metal teeth. It was our new kitty, who discovered the fascinating dangling objects she spied hanging between my legs. She had been poised around the corner and stalked me as I reached under the sink. And, at the precise moment when I was most vulnerable, she leapt at the toys I unwittingly offered and snagged them with her needle-like claws. I lost all rational thought to control orderly bodily movements, blindly rising at a violent rate of speed, with the full weight of a kitten hanging from my masculine region.
Wild animals are sometimes faced with a 'fight or flight' syndrome. Men, in this predicament, choose only the 'flight' option. I know this from experience. I was fleeing straight up into the air when the sink and cabinet bluntly and forcefully impeded my ascent.
The impact knocked me out cold.
When I awoke, my wife and the paramedics stood over me.
Now there are not many things in this life worse than finding oneself lying on the kitchen floor buck naked in front of a group of 'been-there, done-that' paramedics.
Even worse, having been fully briefed by my wife, the paramedics were all snorting loudly as they tried to conduct their work, all the while trying to suppress their hysterical laughter......and not succeeding.
Somehow I lived through it all. A few days later I finally made it back in to the office, where colleagues tried to coax an explanation out of me about my head injury. I kept silent, claiming it was too painful to talk about, which it was.
'What's the matter?' They all asked, 'Cat got your tongue?'
If they only knew..
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