Cupid the cat was found wandering the streets of Houston, Texas, with an arrow shot straight through him. The poor little ginger buddy survived several days on the streets with the arrow embedded in his body, before rescue workers were able to remove it. Luckily, no major organs were damaged, and after he recovers, he’ll be up for adoption. Insert your own predictable “nine lives” joke here. [Purr Paws Rescue]
Sitcoms for everyone! Mindy Kaling is the latest lady we love to get her own show: a source tells NYmag.com that Fox will be ordering a pilot written and starring the fabulous Miss K. The “Office” star will play an OB/GYN as ”young Bridget Jones type … trying to navigate both her personal and professional lives.” Obstretics and gynecology are actually something our girl Mindy knows about in real life, seeing as her mama is a gyno in Boston. I’m suspending judgment for now: I love Mindy Kaling as much as the next 20something liberal arts degree-holding urban female, but it remains to be seen where stirrups and Pap smears are funzies on TV. [NYMag.com, Guardian UK]
As anybody who reads The Frisky knows, there’s been a 500 percent increase in sloth coverage since I’ve been hired. That’s because I’m obsessed with them, and hope that one day I will be able to hang out with them, cuddle them and love them. Kristen Bell is obsessed with them, too. And her boyfriend Dax Shepard surprised her this year with a visit from one on her birthday — with unintended results. [Ellen]
Like fast cars, romance, and a killer soundtrack? Like those things even more when they’re accompanied by a hot, man-of-few-words bad boy in a satin jacket with a scorpion emblazoned on it? Well, lucky for you, the sleeper hit of the 2012, “Drive” — starring Amelia’s former boo, Ryan Gosling — just came out on DVD. What are you waiting for? Book it and buy it already. [$16.99, Amazon]
Um, 2007 called — it wants to tell you who “Gossip Girl” is! See, 2007 is the last time I actually would have cared about “Gossip Girl”‘s secret blogger scandalizing the Upper East Side by publishing everyone’s dirt. For five whole seasons, “Gossip Girl” has pulled the bait and switch pretending to reveal his or her identity. Is it Eric? Is it Eric’s boyfriend? Is it Dorota? (Puh-leaze let it be Dorota.) It has taken 100 episodes of Gossip Girl’s signature sign-off — “And who am I?! That’s a secret I’ll never tell. You know you love me.. XO XO Gossip Girl” — to reveal her identity once and for all.
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