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Showing posts with label great white housepanther. Show all posts
Showing posts with label great white housepanther. Show all posts
Friday, January 19, 2018
Monday, December 4, 2017
Cat v. Snake: Mano a -- uhh, Cat-o
The Great White Housepanther squares off against his opponent, staring death fearlessly in the face.
Sneak attack! But the Claws are ready.
He pulls the vicious creature into a stranglehold....
Prepares to clamp down on its venomous tail ...
...with steely jaws.
Maxwell: Dood. You're narrating your own snake battle? Really?
Faraday: *scoffing noise* As if you could do better.
Sneak attack! But the Claws are ready.
He pulls the vicious creature into a stranglehold....
Prepares to clamp down on its venomous tail ...
...with steely jaws.
Maxwell: Dood. You're narrating your own snake battle? Really?
Faraday: *scoffing noise* As if you could do better.
Oh, the gauntlet's been thrown now.
Stay tuned!
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Friday, November 17, 2017
Another Nat Geo moment. Or not ...
Nat Geo Reporter: (sotto voce)
"Here we see The Great White Housepanther in his native habitat, intently focused on his prey."
NGR: (continues narration)
"The wind shifts, he lifts his head, cataloguing the smells around him...."
NGR: (tone rises in anticipation)
"Note the pose, the powerful haunches tensed to spring as the smell of pears comes wafting in the breeze, ripe and prime for the harvest."
*cue screeching sound of record needle scratch*
Faraday: (look of disgust) Seriouslies?
The Great White Housepanther only hunts Big Game.
He does not hunt pears.
Allie: (incredulous snort from front door) Really, Brat? Really?
It's your fantasy.
Faraday: I'm totes blaming Mommy for this.
"Here we see The Great White Housepanther in his native habitat, intently focused on his prey."
NGR: (continues narration)
"The wind shifts, he lifts his head, cataloguing the smells around him...."
NGR: (tone rises in anticipation)
"Note the pose, the powerful haunches tensed to spring as the smell of pears comes wafting in the breeze, ripe and prime for the harvest."
*cue screeching sound of record needle scratch*
Faraday: (look of disgust) Seriouslies?
The Great White Housepanther only hunts Big Game.
He does not hunt pears.
Allie: (incredulous snort from front door) Really, Brat? Really?
It's your fantasy.
Faraday: I'm totes blaming Mommy for this.
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Sunday, September 27, 2015
Great White Housepanther #SundaySelfie
Narrator: *whispers* The Nat Geo crew is downwind of the Great White Housepanther and has caught him unaware....
Faraday: Seriouslies, Mommy. I see you lurking behind the pepper plant.
We're entering this in the Sunday Selfies blog hop, hosted by the kitties over at The Cat on my Head.
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Faraday: Seriouslies, Mommy. I see you lurking behind the pepper plant.
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We're entering this in the Sunday Selfies blog hop, hosted by the kitties over at The Cat on my Head.
Head on over and see all the other great entries!
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