Eleventh Doctor Corgi
You guys. Pudge made it to the doctorwho tumblr! I WIN! I WIN!!!
Here, Brook and Tryst display the fine and delicate art of Corgi Wrasslin’.
This complex ritual takes the form of dance, requiring both participants to alternatively submit and dominate each other.
This is a perfect example of Movement #16, the mutual submission. If we were allowed to film this dance, we would hear the following formal dialogue;
Brook: You’re handsome! You win!
Tryst: No, no, YOU’RE terribly good looking! You win!
Brook: I know you are, but what am I?
Tryst: Boy, YOU are a fine looking corgi.
8 week old Sheldon playing with with a leaf.
He is too cute!
Submitted by Theresa
Corgis gonna corg! LIKE A BOSS!
My grandmother crocheted my nephew and I a hat with a furry beard attached and we decided to see how Murray would look with a little extra fur on his face
Cat: Mimo
Owner: Celeste
Appearance: A
“Look at the photo. Seriously. There is no contest. He has round ears and the biggest, bluest of blues eyes you have ever seen. He was built to break your heart.”
Sociability: B
“He has an incessant need to be in the same room as other humans. If all humans are in one room, this facilitates the process. However, he might need to go from room to room to room in order to visit all potential sources of attention and petting. Other cats? Blergh. Other dogs? Whatever. Babies are cool, though.”
Usefulness: D
“He is an incredibly useful doormat, paperweight, speed bump, door opener. Apart from those, really… kinda nothing more.”
Huggability: C
“I would describe his reaction to a hug as “neutral”. He is not into it, but peaceful resistance is the way. As long as he just doesn’t move or does anything, it will be over soon.”
Overall Grade: C+
Cat: Yuki (Aka “Lola”)
Owner: Carolina
Appearance: B
“Unfortunately, this product has expired, but I had such a good experience with it (I will miss her forever) that I thought it wouldn’t be fair not to post a review.
Yuki was a tiny (6 pounds) beautiful cat. I adopted her from a rescue when she was 10 years old. She had chronic eye infections, and she would claw/bite your hand off if you ever tried to brush her, so even though she was a Persian she always sported a summer-ish haircut. For all this, I’m deducting one point, but I think she was the prettiest kitty EVERRRRRRRRR.”
Sociability: D
“Yuki was the second cat I adopted, but she always wanted to be first. If her brother, Gandalf, got to the food first, she would run to him and slap his face. If her brother crossed her path on the hallway… same story. If she caught me petting her brother before her when I got home, a slap for him and evil eyes for me. She liked being petted, but if you dared to touch her tummy or petted her longer than the time she had decided was enough, she would bite and kick. She didn’t like to share my affection, and she would constantly “get mad at me”, either because I didn’t clean her litter box fast enough, or because I petted her brother for a long time (she would let me know she was mad by pooping/ and/or peeing next to my bed). That shit wouldn’t fly with her. Okay fine, she was kind of a bully, so I guess she flunked this part of the review.”
Usefulness: B
“Yuki was my alarm clock, a warm pillow, and a purring machine. She loses one point because she liked to ask for food by pawing your leg and crying, which could get pretty annoying.”
Huggability: A
“Yuki was definitely a snuggler and loved to be carried belly up like a baby. Of course, you couldn’t touch her belly, but it was still super cute. She also loved to sleep on top of my stomach, under the covers. Every night when I got home back from work, she was right by the door, waiting for me. My dad says she would come to the door every night at around 6 pm (I usually get home between 7 and 9 pm) and wait patiently for that door to open. She was the best kitty ever (though I’m sure her brother differs from this opinion).”
Overall Grade: B-
