Monday, March 16, 2009

hop hop






Katherine,


I can't make it to your birthday party this weekend, but I wanted you to know that I hopped around Nikki's living room in excitement for your big day this weekend. I posed for these shots because I knew you would want to see me in my fat and furry glory.

Have a happy hoppity birthday!


Love,


Wesley Snugglesworth

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Daily Doggie Dose

Fat and Furry introduces: The Daily Puppy

The Daily Puppy is an online mecca for everything puppy. Forums, adoption listings, and of course mounds upon mounds of furry, photographic bliss.
This is Bobo the mixed breed. There is a new puppy featured every day that features stories and slew of photos, giving the featured puppies a story all their own.

You could almost call Daily Puppy the New York Times for puppy lovers. I recommend this site to anyone who isn't heartless.


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Fuck You, Blogger


There's this blog out there, which I guess can be categorized in the same genre as Fat and Furry. One exception, this fool is a major hater. The title of the blog is Fuck You, Penguin and the premise is to harp on small animals and tell them "what's what". He may have an unconventional angle that would knock the socks off Cute Overload's lightly coddled creature brigade, but for me, there is a reason why we speak of these fur-filled delights with an obnoxious sweetness.

The animals we all know and love aren't bothering anyone by just being their cute selves. It's like ragging on the popular girl at school because you're jealous of her looks. Well, show your face, man. I'd like to see just how cute you really are. You're probably heinous...an abomination of the human race. The only joy you have in life is to criticize little animals for being curious about things like broccoli or reprimand infant lemurs for hugging a teddy bear, assuming its his mother. 

Do these things really offend you? I bet you have a room full of animal clippings stained with blood on your bedroom wall. Small knives scattered around and make sacrificial offerings to yourself just so you can get away with animal murder.

You have taken a piece of my soul with the upkeep of this abhorrent blog. You should be ashamed. Get yourself a pet or rest in hell. 




Soft Soothsayer? You're a Groundhog!

It's old news by now that we're going to have 6 more weeks of winter (well, 5 at this point). What I'd really like to know is why we rely on the foresight of such a fatty mcblubber to predict this seasonal transition? This little guy can barely lift his arms. He is portly and absurdly disproportionate. Acknowledging that he even has a shadow is surprisingly more of a scientific certainty than meteorological prediction.

Sure, Groundhog Day makes for a great Bill Murray movie, but does anyone else other than the upstanding citizens of Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania really give mention to this incredibly bulbous fat ball? 

Get the facts for a minute:This is a website that re-tells the real "history" of Groundhog Day.

This little fella is a plump ball of wrong. I don't trust him, but I sure do want to squeeze him. 




Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Exceptional Stocking Stuffers

I was asked the other night what my favorite kind of monkey was. I replied, "Pygmy Marmoset!"


Pygmy marmosets are precious puffins indigenous to rain forest canopies of western Brazil, certain parts of Columbia, Ecuador and Peru. They are the smallest known monkey, it's petite figure ranging from 14-16 centimeters. With its tawny coat of magical fuzzlove, pygmy marmosets jump like fancy little fur fairies in the upper canopies of the rain forest, eating anything from fruits, nuts, leaves and they especially love the gummy sap from trees. 
In light of the holiday season, I often think about toys and trinkets even if I have no intention of buying them. I especially like to think about the little surprises that will fit into stockings...if I actually had a stocking. Well, if someone were to make my life, they could slip one of these darling little things into my phantom stocking. 

I would wake up, convert to Christianity, and shout from the rooftops that there really was a Santa Claus. 

My How They've Grown!



Since President-elect Barack Obama spouted those heartwarming words, "We're getting a puppy", Americans have seemed to take an uncanny liking to the concept of man's best friend.

Sure, puppies aren't as novel of an idea as a black president, but nowadays whatever Obama likes, we like. Just like that. In fact, I read an article the other day about a cafe in Illinois where the Obamas used to frequent during their campaign and purchase chocolate chunk cookies. The store owner was interviewed, saying she used to give those cookies away for free, now she has over 1,000's of orders a week for her not-so-special-but-Obama-eats-them-so-they-must-be-good chocolate chunk cookies. Good cookies, good President, the world is now a better place. But I digress...

The purpose of this post is to bring to Fat and Furry the latest puppy craze: Shiba Inu Puppy Cam!

http://www.ustream.tv/channel/shiba-inu-puppy-cam

Here you can watch endless hours of these sweet little pups be, well, puppies. They don't do much more than that. Sometimes they sleep, sometimes they eat. But, mostly they sleep.

More than a testament of how gosh darn adorable puppies are, this American sensation of puppies is almost as impactful as the Berlin wall's destruction as a symbolic means to end the Cold War.

We finally have a symbol of positivity in this world. Thank goodness it comes in fur.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Weekend warmth

Imagine cuddling up with these little white jewels of fur. How rare to find white pugs around. Good thing I'm still laying in bed, I can curl up to my pillow and think of myself in possession of one of these darling gems.