Swiss photographer Sebastian Magnani was struck by the way some pet owners managed to look like their pets, and vice versa. Are we drawn to animals that in some way resemble or reflect our inner and outer lives (and if so, what does Colonel Mustard say about me?). Magnani did some swift Photoshopping and created this portrait series, titled Underdogs, which explores the hidden connections between people and the pets we choose. Keep reading »
My neighbors have an 8-week-old pug puppy that is perhaps the cutest creature who has ever graced this Earth. Right now its head is a bit too big for its body, so as it toddles around the yard it usually tips over, and then just starts chewing on whatever is in the immediate vicinity of where its mouth landed. Oh, and its name is BELUSHI. Seriously, I can’t even handle how cute this dog is. Whenever I see it come out in the yard I just stare at it moaning like Tina from “Bob’s Burgers” until my boyfriend is like, “Seriously, you have to stop doing that.” I wouldn’t be surprised if this dog takes out a restraining order against me at some point.
My love for Belushi made me want to write something pug-related, and I was reading up about these little dogs I thought, Hey, why not a list of fun pug facts?! Because sometimes I like to pretend I write for Highlights magazine instead of The Frisky. Ready for a pug fact party? Here we go! Keep reading »
Katrina Bowden tied the knot with musician Ben Jorgensen over the weekend, but that didn’t exempt her from getting right back on dog-walking duty in NYC yesterday. Granted, Katrina looks none too pleased to be carrying her spoiled pup around in her arms, but to the rest of us … that shit is cute. Look at that fluffball! So adorable. [Photo: Fame/Flynet]
Dear Tori Spelling,
I try to ignore it whenever I see gossip stories about you. Why? Because you’re doin’ you and I’m doin’ me and what you do when you’re doin’ you is none of my biz. Usually this arrangement works just fine for you and me. But then yesterday, I got curious and watched a Vine video you posted on Twitter titled “This is how we sleep.”
It was a clever caption. It would engage even the most disinterested web surfer such as myself. I wish I never clicked on it. It made me feel deeply uncomfie, first and foremost, because I don’t want to see your husband naked in bed making sexy eyes at you. Ick. Weird. Then it pans to your sleeping dog and kids. Ok. Whatever. A lot of peeps sleep with their dogs and kids. I’m not judging.
The thing that made me regret watching your vid was the FUCKING CHICKEN IN YOUR BED. Tori, No. I know that you’ve been a celebrity your whole life, and you grew up with a warped sense of reality, but you must know that having a chicken in your bed is FUCKING GROSS. Keep reading »
A lot of people think of acts of romance as being gender-specific. Men should bring home bouquets of long-stemmed roses and women should wear naughty lingerie to keep the fire burning in their relationships. The problem with this kind of thinking is that it perpetuates false gender roles and actually misleads people into following a set of rigid sex-centric guidelines that ends up hurting the relationship — and disregards your uniqueness as a couple. I have a solution. (And I’d love to have you join me on the Love On Purpose Revolution Telesummit, where you can hear top relationship experts like me share our best strategies for creating love on purpose in your life!)
So here’s my secret technique: consider romance from the perspective of a cat or a dog. Read more on Your Tango…
This is Colonel Mustard. He’s often the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night. In the evening, he likes to sit on my chest while I’m in bed and trying to read a book. He’ll swat at the pages until I pet him, and when I do, he purrs like a lawn mower tearing down some tall grass. In the morning, he follows me into the bathroom and talks to me while I’m trying to brush my teeth. He is a small, furry, very demanding child.
I have had Mustard — he also goes by Moo Moo, Moutard, The Colonel, The Kern-Dog and Dijonaisse (when he’s feeling saucy) — for going on three years. He was a rescue that I took on as a foster, but when I saw his huge paws — he’s got 7 toes on each front paw and six on the back — I knew I had to keep him. He sheds a lot, and twice yearly, he gets his bushy Maine Coon fur shaved into a lion cut. He also talks a lot. Like, all the time. And when he’s not talking, he’s purring, very loudly. It is crazy. Keep reading »