I'll see your fox on a trampoline, and raise you a... a dog on a...
...I can't say it. It's too wrong.
(Hope I didn't see this here originally- I searched, I promise...)
foxes are teh ky00t!
Loves me some dog on the bike! The fox on the trampoline? I didn't get it. But that's just me.
That leaping-then-nosediving thing the fox is doing? The dog I had when I was a kid used to do that after a bath. He'd get crazily worked up and run around the house drying himself off on all the upholstery. And the dog my mom has now does the same move when she puts out a big rumpled blanket for him to play on. So that is some kind of canine celebration maneuver...
Go fox!!!
I refuse to link to all the photos of dogs, squirrels, cats, horses, etc, etc, riding skateboards, trikes, skis--snow and water, surfboards, driving cars, and on and on.
That's just WRONG.
A Pommy bitch-fox eh? Acts like it's in season. Bloody funny little buggers anytime, can make a messa ya chooks tho. Goodonya Chyza. Ol' spotty dog there's a character too, eh Stan. That kid's face in the last shot's a riot. Oh yeah, Wifey's got this bloody dog, more hair'n brain. Looks like a fox in a tart's wig. Eats sox, swipes anythin it can reach. Ate a stringa Wifey's beads & was shittin em out for a week. Ate the bottom o' me best strides last night while I was wearin 'em. Passed out in fronta the teev at the time. Bloody Wifey was kakkin herself over that one all night. Hairy little bastard eats better'n me too. I'd kick the bastard but can't work out it's arse end from it's bloody sniffer.
Nah, you see, we call 'em dishlickers, Baz.
Oh, fox.
When he takes those two jumps straight after he jumps back on he plays the song that runs through my head while I'm walking.
But deued, that's just a toy monkey. Teh f0x is teh RL, duede.
Well, bugger me Chyza, onny heard greyhounds called dishlickers. The furry fleabag's closer to a widdle than warp speed.
What's that? You want to send me money? Why certainly, I'll send you my bank details.
Aw shit, sorry mate, only do cash. Howabout a few sheep instead? Ace for Ugg boots.
I am curious about the giant blow-up "golf ball" type thing in the video to the left of the trampoline. Glimpsed about 3/4 of the way through, before the fox goes back for more trampoline-frolicking.
Foxes? Cute!
I used to have a dog who tried to teach herself circus tricks. (She refused to learn regular tricks like sit or stay.) We had a bouncy ball (those kind in the big net at the store? About the size of a volleyball?) that she would try to stand on. She could get three feet up on it, but never the fourth. The funniest part was that she would try to keep the ball from rolling with her mouth. She always acted so surprised when she popped it. Same dog also dug a complex system of tunnels throughout the yard. She'd go under in one spot and not come back up until she was all the way across the yard.
Cute links! Thanks!
I think this guy is right, someone has been feeding Freddy. I've lived near foxes, but always resisted the urge to feed them. It's dangerous for them in the long run. Fox puppies are adorable, but if you leave a shirt out overnight they'll play tug of war with it and tear it apart.
That was so cute, my heart exploded into tiny bits. It reminds me of when my skinny 17-year old orange cat suddenly wakes up from a sound sleep and fights ten rounds with her tail. Just pure joy physically expressed.
My fox story is a bummer:
I used to work at a (plant) nursery. Once a fox wandered into the middle of the nursery in the middle of the day and just sat there panting. I was very excited because it was the first time I'd seen a fox in the wild except for fleeting glimpses of them crossing roads or scurrying away when I'd been hiking.
But something was wrong; we could get very close and he just wasn't at all wary. He seemed disoriented. So we called animal welfare. They told us to close the nursery and they'd send someone. We did and they did; a guy arrived with a rifle and shot the fox. There'd been a rabies outbreak in the area and apparently foxes are especially likely to contract it and animal welfare assumed that any fox behaving oddly was rabid. It was very sad but we found out later that tests confirmed the fox did have rabies.
I heartily approve this post. Thanks for the laugh, Chy.
approve *of* this post...
Could BasilDrak make himself sound any more Australian?
'ere Kitfisto, where'djya get me mug shot? Good lookin bugger, yeah. ~coff~
Never mind that, just throw a few more shrimps on the barbie etc etc...
Enough Australian gags, please. It was old to begin with.
Strewth!
That's not a knife etc...
Apparently the dingos ate kitfisto's baby, and he's had a hard-on for "down under" ever since.
*makes obligatory joke about criminals*
Hey, fair call on the Australian gags. If I were to write in my nasal upstate NY dialect, I'd fully expect a slew of jokes. I'd be shocked and disappointed in you guys if you let me dyauhwn on that.
A lotta Aussies still suffer from "the cultural cringe" largely cozza thinkin' other buggers got first sucka the culcha stuff (ballet, opera, litchercha, thee-ate-ahh) as we lagged behind, clatterin like dags onna sheep. Oz 'English' is noteable for use of metaphor (eggshell blonde = bald person) & very creative alliteration (i'll be up that like a rat up a rhododendrum.) English in general, is an evolving language & us Aussies have contributed more than our fair share to the pot. Goodonya Lara, i reckon 'ave a go at the N'yawk acka mate. Gissa bit morr'a that one. & yeah, that "shrimp on the barbie" thing comes from bloody Barry Humphries (aka Dame Edna). Bazza's come up with some bewdies for the pot over the years but barbied shrimp tastes like shit.
I don't mind Aussie slang, I just like it done well. I don't think anyone has talked like that in 20 years, including people from bloody Lassiter's Reef, Woop Woop or Ettamogah.
The cultural cringe died around the time when Bondy won the America's cup.
"I'd be shocked and disappointed in you guys if you let me dyauhwn on that."
Quick -- say "Tahps never stahps saving you moahre."
Heh heh.
And yes, I've used that swipe at Western New York "culture" before, but even I wouldn't stoop so low as to ask you to imitate the fat guy off of the Fuccillo Chevrolet commercials. "ItshHUUUUUUUUUGJEH!" Or the guy from Airport Plaza Jewellers, "whearah a rilly grahte dihmond won't cahst you ahn ahrm ahnd ah layg." When he says that, I want to beat him with his own mannequin limbs.
SWEET MOTHRA! Airport Plaza Jewelers is on the internets, complete with his lame-ass commercials! Ye gods!
OK, I'll shut up now.
:P
Oooooooh, foxywoxy onna tramapoline! Teh squee!
Try Broken Hill or Launceston Chyza, & Nthn QLD's so strine ya can walk on it! Youse a coast hugger then mate?
I will take this opportunity to say two things:
First, my wife's cat does a fair imitation of that fox when he's playing on the bed. Squirm, squirm, roll over three times quickly, bite and squirm: just like the fox. Quite cute, the fox just cracked me up.
Second, my sister is horrified by foxes. Not quite sure why, she always gives some half-assed story about a Roman myth in which a young boy is killed by a fox. However, foxes scare the bejeezus out of her. Even pictures of foxes. I think foxes are sneakily cute and would love to have a pet fox (even though I know wild animals don't make good pets) just because they are so sneaky-shy and also because it would freak out my sister.
I remember one summer when I was often driving home from work late at night. There was this red fox that always seemed to cross the road in front of me, and he sort of went gliding across the road, almost like he was on wheels. It was a lovely sight.
We have Tops here in downstate upstate NY too, and they damned well need to get rid of that slogan and find a new one. Also, nobody here has those nasal accents, so the voice on the automatic checkout sounds way out of place.
Actually, I don't have a really strong accent. I was chosen as the voice of the ATMs here just for that reason. After--get ready for it--the locals pitched a fit about the voice that came pre-installed because it was Scottish.
!
1. Pit yer card in the wee slot.
2. Gie's yer PIN number.
3. How much dae ye want?
4. Dinnae fergit yer card, Hen.
*claps with glee*
Goodo, Rocket!
Meredithea: Terror-ier or some sort of herding dog?
Woaah! Back up a little...
A)Your cash machines talk? How annoying must that be?
and
2)Lara is the voice of said machines?? How very freakin cool!
Many years ago I had a bank account with Williams and Glyn's, which was part of the Royal Bank of Scotland (and has since lost its identity). The machines were identical, but it amused me that if you drew money from one of the Royal Bank of Scotland branches you were asked for an additional confirmation that you really did want it.
TUM: What, no trampoline?
A)Your cash machines talk? How annoying must that be?
and
2)Lara is the voice of said machines?? How very freakin cool!
Clever dis! Lara, get sweet revenge by planting a fully loaded dictaphone in kitfisto's microwave.
Many thanks Chy. This makes me very happy.
TUM: What, no trampoline?
Whaddaya think them suspenders is made of?
I think Tops is monitoring my internet activity. They changed the self-service checkouts yesterday. Still the same nasal woman, but her catch phrases are all different.
Is she still acting snooty when you have to admit you don't have a Bonus Card on your keychain?
Bonus Card, oh sweet Bonus Card -- one day you WILL be mine, to make that cross-border Rolling Rock even cheaper!
Yeah, I drink Rolling Rock. For a crappy beer, it's pretty good. Don't understand the logic behind Rolling Rock Light, though...
Logic or no, green light is a good summertime patio beer.
this seems like an appropriate place to note that basil brush is back on the telly. must feel safe enough to come out of hiding or something.
))) !!!
such a beautiful foxy
ach, Freddy, ye've shocked me
strolling up to the door
like a wee camera whore
hey bees! people's bee-n missing you.
Basil Brush??? Good Lord! I remember him from when I was a nipper.
I saw that it was on TV a while ago so I turned it on thinking the preschooler would enjoy it. Turns out new Basil Brush is utter, utter rubbish.
Hi, roryk!
well, tell 'em to stop the fuss
before this thread gets any worse!
when I place fuss and worse
in such positions
wise monkeys make 'em rhyme
for fear
of terminal conditions
*emits a Johnny Weismuller cry
as he launches into a dubious sky*
looks on, agog at the sight
as apoidea tarzanus takes flight
I sense a painting coming on! (IhopeIhopeIhope!)
That's exactly how my old (17!) red cat Sam sleeps. In fact, it looks a lot like her. If a lemur goosed her, she'd most likely gum it to death.
by the pricking of my ears
and paws
something wicked approaches
with fingers and claws
with dark circles
about its eyes
and a haircut like Moe's
adds to the surprise
Fox on springs, springy sproingy
Bounces bing, bing-y boingey
On Pop's backyard trampopoline
He crazy.
And not knowing a better place to put this..:
Is Ngozi the gorilla of Charles's dreams?"Just 10 years of age, her ebony eyes hinted at hidden depths, and the thick dark hair all over her lithe 190-pound body rippled with health as she moved."
Yeah, baby! That's the stuff...
...Join us tomorrow afternoon for another episode of "All My Gorillas."
Foxes are adorable. I've heard that the foxes they've bred in Russia are quite tame and friendly--but I bet they still are stinky!
Yeah, foxes are teh stank-- when they mark their territory, it stays marked.
At the National Zoo in DC lives a maned wolf, a beautiful creature described as "a red fox on stilts". On a good day you can smell him from 100 yards away, easy. People often ask if the zoo has skunks. They don't, because once a skunk smelled the maned wolf it would waste away from low self-esteem.
Pallas, thank you for introducing me to these guys. I'd never seen them before. They're beautiful! Strange sort of animal. They're foxy, but they also remind me of a hyena in some ways. Apparently, taller is better:
Yeah, BlueHorse, the mane is sort of hyena-like, isn't it? The chap at the Zoo is a very graceful mover, whether he's elegantly tiptoeing through the long grass, investigating something with his pointed nose, or loping down his hill.
There are tales of a Samurai Warrior who befriended a fox... and then there's this. (Yes, 'Chim Chum' is a fox, he just looks less like one in black and white)
There's a pair of foxes on the rocky hill behind the house. Fun to watch in the evening. I think there's four kits. In the evening they get out the pogo sticks, and at night they start "geckering."
Listen to the foxies.
Ha!
I either wanted to see another fennec underneath that, or have the cover rise up like a China man's hat and some little dude with a feather stick come out of a hole in the floor.
But that's just me.
put your dentures back instrike a sexy pose and she won't dare to bite (too much). <:(!)