strangely shaped puppies where are you going
strangely shaped puppies
worth watching for the end
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Interesting fact these two are playing but they are using play behaviors of their own species so they dont really “match up”!
Dog - is “bowing” and using open mouth “bites” as forms of play
“Play fight with me!”
Cat - is giving the little paw bats they use when playing with kittens
“Cute kittens get booped!”
They are both trying to engage the other in a playful way but not understanding the others responce.
The dog is like “you smack so no play? but not hard smack and no bad noise so not angry?”
The cat is like “why you jump around? open mouth but no chomp? no hiss so is okay?”
And then they sort of settle with a kind of communal grooming gesture they both understand!
Dog: no play? okay i lay… we calm now friend!
Cat: sad? no play? is ok i luv u weird kitten!
Here’s the thing that makes it wonderful, though - they are understanding each other. Cats and dogs who live together pick up on the other species’s social cues and respond accordingly. Dogs, especially, are very, very good at this.
Dogs are masters of communication and appropriate moderation of strength. Their entire evolution depended on being able to understand another species, in a very specific way. And cats may not have had quite the same selection pressures to be body-language geniuses, but they’re also social animals, and they’re not stupid.
Dogs may not speak cat, but they can listen in cat, and visa versa. :)
I loved so many of the cute animals on vine……
These are all two funny and cute not to repost! The cat on the computer is soooo me and my cat. And my favorite animal video will always be the laughing white puppy dog haha!
This is the greatest video ever posted on the internet
Fun Fact: Kittens learn to hunt their prey using their mother’s tail. This is so cute cause this tail is a lot faster than a cat’s tail but the kitten is doing their best. ❤🐈
Cute :)
So what I’m hearing is that training with a dog is going to turn this cat into the APEX PREDATOR
Hannibal walked to his car, pressing the key and watching the lights flash to signal it was unlocked. It was the sound that stopped him. Something high pitched, tiny squeaks that sounded like an offbeat chorus, coming from the back of his car. He opened the back door, placing his briefcase in the seat and pocketing his keys. Behind his car was a cardboard box, the lid folded closed. Tiny paws pulled at the edges and reached out for freedom.
His first thought was to leave it, perhaps he would move the box somewhere more visible for a passer-by. While deciding, his phone vibrated in his pocket, a message from Will that he was cancelling his appointment the next day to go out of town with Jack.
Hannibal smiled at the phone before placing it back in his coat pocket.
He reached down and picked the box up. “Well, if he shall not come to us, than we shall go to him.” Hannibal cooed to the wiggling box of of noise.
**
He began to have misgivings when the kittens pried the box open. From the rear view mirror he could see the 4 tiny bodies climbing their way out. He cringed as he saw them crawling across the back seat, even more when he saw them using nails in the leather to climb to the front seat. One was white, the other three grey tabby. One of the tabby kittens was quite sure it needed to be as close to Hannibal as possible.
Hannibal pulled over the car and gathered the tiny kittens back into the box after one climbed to his shoulder and the white one tried to get under the brake pedal. He sent a quick text to Will with some vagaries and an apology before he started the car back to Wolf trap.
**
Will answered the door before he could knock, surely alerted by his own pack of dogs. They sniffed at Hannibal but were more interested in what the box held.
Will’s expression was comical, the kittens already had announced themselves with their tiny cries. “Er- come in?” He held the door open and shooed the dogs out as Hannibal walked inside.
Will took the box from him and sat it on the couch. “I’m so glad I come to mind when you see homeless animals.” He teased dryly.
“Forgive me, I was unsure what to do? I wanted to refer to an expert.”
Will pursed his lips. “Expert, huh?” He opened the box and took each kitten out. He checked them over, they each clamored to get closer to him. The smallest tabby caught sight of Hannibal and nearly wailed as it tried to pounce for him.
“Okay, well that one likes you. Alot.” Will snorted at the look Hannibal gave the kitten. “He’s a boy. So is the white one. The other 2 are girls. They look kind of young but the would be okay on kitten food, I guess? And- they have fleas.”
Hannibal’s face was blank, the corners of his mouth turned down. “I am to provide this food? What about fleas?”
Will patted the white one as it bounced around the couch. “Thats generally how it’s done, yes.” He laughed then sobered. “Unless you thought I was going to taking them?”
Hannibals face was blank.
"Oh no, these are your babies, Doctor Lecter.“ Will laughed, as the male tabby hooked it’s claws into the doctors pants leg and began climbing up. “I mean you can take them to the shelter, of course.”
Hannibal shook the the leg of his trousers until the tabby kitten dropped back to the floor. Will scooped the small gray kitten as it cried and held it to his face with a sad expression. “You have to keep this one, Hannibal. It loves you.”
girls teaching dog to bounce on mattress
Love it!
*slams fist on table* THIS IS THE KIND OF CONTENT I LIKE TO SEE
Dogs are so important and we must protect them at all costs
A patron requested His Dark Materials AU for Hannigram and in retrospect I’ve realized that this doodle doesn’t have any other indications that it’s His Dark Materials lol
It was fun trying to decide what animals I wanted to use tho~ I’ve read a few fics with this crossover and I love the animal choices in those; in the end I went with a big wolf dog for Will and a very small very unremarkable and not suspicious at all red fox for Hannibal~ People are really put off by Will’s daemon but they barely notice Hannibal’s at all :DD
Plz feel free to share your headcanon for their daemons lol, I don’t think I’ve ever heard a bad take on this~
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO SCARE A TIGER BRAH
no no no no no look at those ears, tiger totally knows he’s there
tiger thinks the bipeds are terrible, terrible tigers and don’t know how to tiger worth a damn so when one actually pays tiger cub ambush game tiger is so happy
look at that happy tiger
look at it
YES YOU TERRIBLE TIGER YOU ARE FINALLY LEARNING HOORAY :D
My dog and my bunny were playing in the back yard and I thought other people might enjoy watching as much as me
Please watch this video
my depression is cured
So I had this thought this morning and I don’t THINK I’ve read this premise (but there are four and a half billionty Sterek fics in AO3 so probably it has been written lol)…
Sheriff gets shot on duty.
(Are you still here? Good. Like I’d ever kill John, please, not happening. Sheriff Hotass lives forever!)
But it’s bad enough that he’s in hospital for a good while and then requires physical therapy.
His physical therapist? Derek.
So Stiles, who is An Adult, basically lives at the hospital for the time that Sheriff is an in-patient, and due to Lack Of Sleep and Stress and Worry/Severe Anxiety, he sees Derek the first time and proposes marriage and/or life partnership.
Derek sees this guy with the dark circles and pale skin and shaky hands and KNOWS how Stiles is feeling (he knows Sheriff’s wife died many years ago) but he also thinks, due to the backpack spilling papers and books all over the floor, that Stiles is in high school (and also Stiles has resting baby face, so).
So Derek laughs it off, says he’ll take a ring pop as an engagement ring, but not just ANY ring pop, it has to be… Watermelon flavored or whatever.
Stiles’ brain goes offline for a minute or an hour, and resorts to random factoids about the candy industry while watching Derek put the Sheriff through a round of PT that doesn’t look like much more than gentle manipulation but has Sheriff gritting his teeth and sweating bullets (haha, Stiles’ brain, too soon!) and swearing under his breath.
And then Derek keeps coming back at the same time every day, and every day Stiles has a different flavor ring pop, and it’s cute and a “joke” but it’s never watermelon flavored, and also Derek continues to think Stiles is A Kid.
Until…
The day comes for Sheriff to be released and Stiles and Sheriff are arguing about something when Derek comes in for Sheriff’s final in-hospital PT session.
Sheriff: Would you tell my kid he needs to stop using up all his vacation time on me? Even my DOCTOR (significant glare at Stiles) agrees I’m capable of surviving on my own now.
Derek: Vacation time?
Stiles: It’s MY vacation time, and Derek understands that our honeymoon will have to wait until I’ve built up more. He’s understanding like that.
(Stiles hands Derek another Ring Pop that Derek puts in his pocket to give to the kid with the severely shattered femur in Room 14 without even looking at it because the package was purple, so probably grape flavored. It’s like Stiles isn’t even trying, but Derek feels a bit bad that this kid is spending all his allowance on candy for Derek that he ends up giving away to other kids…)
Sheriff: I know you FBI agents mostly just stand around with your thumbs up your asses, but even THAT requires you being present to do so.
Stiles: *significant eye roll* Hey, at least we don’t volunteer to be the target for two-bit gas station robbers to shoot at.
Derek: FBI?
Stiles and Sheriff: Huh?
Derek: Aren’t you a student? *a bit panicky, because suddenly Stiles is An Adult and Derek’s brain is having problems redefining him and his place in the world*
Stiles: *eye roll* Really? Did Melissa pay you to say that shit? I go undercover at a high school ONE TIME…
Derek: How old are you?
Stiles: 27.
Derek: Oh. I gave all the ring pops to kids in pediatrics.
Sheriff: *starts laughing, which fucking hurts, oww*
Stiles: I am Offended. You must take me out to dinner to make up for it.
Derek: *actually taking a moment to look at Stiles, who is cute and has been there for his dad every minute of the day for weeks* I only have enough time for coffee for a FBI agent, sorry. *is actually flirting now, which is vastly different from humoring an underage boy*
Stiles: Oh, is it gang up on the FBI agent day?
Derek: Well, all those investigating skills and you still haven’t found me a watermelon ring pop.
Sheriff: *fist bumps Derek*
Stiles: *narrows eyes* Fine. But if I bring you a watermelon one, you’re legally obligated to go to dinner with me.
~later that day/week~
Derek is waiting in the coffee shop on his day off when Stiles enters. He’s well-rested, cleaned up, and wearing a suit jacket because he’s going back to FBI office after this.
He looks HAWT.
Derek is the one nearly tripping over his tongue now, which is made worse when Stiles pulls a watermelon ring pop out of his pocket and drops to one knee.
Derek’s not sure whether his immediate “Yes” is to dinner… or the rest of his life.
(Spoiler: It starts with dinner but ends up being The Rest of His Life barely a year later.)
(Sheriff makes a full recovery but retires three years later when Stiles and Derek adopt their first child.)
(Yes, Derek is a werewolf. He leeches little bits of pain from patients when it won’t interfere with recovery.)
CHRIS AND DODGER ARE FINALLY REUNITED, AND IT IS THE MOST PURE THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE
Because the gif was cute, but I needed the video of Chris Evans being viciously slobbered on by his excited dog.
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