Being a corgi is stressful. Running around on those short legs, wondering what kind of kibble you’ll be fed, and being the internet’s favorite dog would stress anyone out. It’s a rough life, but as this blissed-out puppy would tell you, massages make it all better.
We hope your three-day weekend is as relaxing, chill and blissful as this little guy’s!
Rocky the French bulldog puppy loves to jump, and he’s damn cute at it. Watch him perform the doggie equivalent of a trust fall with his owner. I dare you not to smile when he makes the leap! [BuzzFeed]
Bonedigger, a disabled lion at G.W. Exotic Animal Park in Oklahoma, has made some unlikely BFFs in his zookeeper, John Reinke, and a Dachshund named Milo. The lion was born with a metabolic bone disease, leaving him mildly disabled in his front legs. Reinke, who is himself disabled, personally raised the lion and formed a closed relationship with him. The big cat used to live in his home, where he bottle fed him until he was too big to live indoors any longer. At 500 lbs., Bonedigger looms over both Reinke and his tiny canine friend Milo, but that hasn’t scared the pup one bit over the course of their five-year friendship. Several other Dachshunds who live at the park have joined Milo in comforting the lion, providing lots of cuddles and playtime for the cat. Reinke told the Daily Mail, “Milo does his best to copy Bonedigger when the lion tries puffing to communicate with other lions in the park…Bonedigger’s like a dog and when he hasn’t seen me for ages he gets all excited and runs up to me.” I don’t know about you, but this animal park sounds like my personal heaven. Keep reading »
This grandfather lost his wife of 63 years and his beloved dog within a span of 4 months. To remind him that he isn’t alone and provide him with a new friend to go through life with, his family surprised him with a puppy. His bittersweet reaction is a total tearjerker. [BuzzFeed]
I’ve been obsessed with animals for as long as I can remember. I’m sure you’ve seen me (or one of my ubiquitous, 30-something single-lady soul twins, perpetually emitting twee-voiced animal baby-talk while ensconced in an inch-thick resin of cat hair). As a child, I was the annoying, overly sensitive, bleeding-heart kid who orchestrated elaborate funerals for dead squirrels in the backyard; cried as her parents explained why birds kept dying by blindly flying into the oversize windows of our sunroom; and went vegetarian-and-proud (hi, obligatory PETA membership) at age 14 when I could no longer stomach the idea of having animal flesh anywhere near my own, er, animal flesh.
Lots of years have rolled by since then, but I’m still an oversensitive, dyed-in-the-wool creature-lover. So, obviously I’ve always had pets — cats, to be specific. I grew up with a calico named Trouble, then took in Jobie in college, and adopted Joon during my crazy twenties. My animal family has expanded over time, as families are wont to do, and now I play mom to Joon, another cat named Batman, and a dog called Hennessy (aka Henny, pictured above). I love all my animals, of course. But I need to be honest: my dog is … a lot. More than I was expecting, at any rate. Keep reading »