Hmm. We aren’t getting much outside time (it’s been 105° or hotter every day for three months now) and if we do usually at sunset.
I feel you. It’s hard to run down a kid indoors. It’s hot here too. We do mornings outside. We gave up on the no-climbing-the-couch rule, activley encourage running indoors, bought her stepping stones, make obstacle courses, and use painters tape for things like this
Sorry!
I love that cat’s expression. Freaked out but too comfy to bother moving
That little otter starts the day just like me!
Who doesn’t start the day hungover and smelling of fish?
Budgie hauling serious tail:
Daddy laughs… making sweet Daughter sad… and hero Mommy jumps in to save the day. This is the family I’d want as my next door neighbors.
I’m grateful he didn’t take a big bird dump along the way… to establish his emu bona fides:
Going in the other direction:
City foxes from Finland!
And another!
Plus a bunch of kits, caught on camera, living underneath the backyard terrace of a rowhouse in Espoo.
A wild — yet incredibly patient — flying fox bat . ‘Batzilla the Bat’ (volunteer rescuer/rehabilitators) always name their rescued bats; this one they fittingly named Gentle Henry.
The outline of the cheetah’s head is close to being lost against the rest of its body.
Yes. (Though I think it’s a leopard.)
But will it still give hugs?