Busy.

I’m flipping busy at the moment. More updates in a week.

Sorry.

Lots of love,

– Matt

A sad story.

I’ve got time to write a story today.

Percy  was a small bird, raised in a relatively conservative household in Florida. His parents wanted him to become a doctor, someone respectable.

For a while, that’s what Percy wanted as well. But as he grew older, he became his own bird, and decided he wanted a career in alligator wrestling.

For years he toured the United States wrestling the crap out of his chosen reptilian adversaries and became quite the celebrity.

He was riding high, his life could not have been better. He spent his twenties living it up before meeting the woman of his dreams as he reached 30. He proposed, she said yes, everything was perfect.

Then, suddenly, the day before his wedding day, he was hit by an out of control giraffe that had run a red light. It struck him with such force that he became fused to its neck, and that’s how he ended up looking like this:

He never did get married.

Taken from here, found by Dannie.

A budgie on a cat.

I’m carrying on with all that love business today.

Valentine’s Special.

Since it’s Valentine’s Day on Sunday, and loads of people will be kissing each other and what have you, I thought this was a supreme opportunity to share this mighty love-filled image:

If we were all like this dog, cat and rat, there would be no war, the world would be one gigantic hug.

It might get a bit sexy at times as well.

Valentine’s Suggestion –

If you haven’t got your partner anything this year because you forgot/can’t be bothered, why not send them a link to this blog as a present?

More images, a story, and A VIDEO here.

A bird on a hippo.

This is a special one, as the point of contact is concealed by that liquid stuff that some animals live in, but here is a bird on a hippo.

Here is a description of the image from the man that took it:

First we have Bird on Hippopotamus. Unfortunately the crucial point of cross-species contact is obscured by the water but any fool can see that the bird is indeed on the back of the hippopotamus. I cannot offer more info on what species the bird is; this is left as an exercise for the photo recipient.

There you go. You’ll notice he starts off with “first”. That’s because he sent me MORE THAN ONE. The thrill was unbearable. I’ll be putting his other one up at a later date in order to lessen the unbearable thrill for the rest of you.
Thanks Craig.

A lazy dog on a not lazy pony.

Everyone seems to think that dogs enjoy exercise.

Bob doesn’t.

Bob’s off to town.

Starlings on a sheep.

It’s not just any bird, it’s an effing starling, and it’s not just one of them, it’s effing two. And they are stood on a sheep.

Fictitious story behind the image:

The starlings, Martha and Bertie, were city workers. Their high pressure jobs in accounting and hostage negotiations (respectively) were starting to test their previously happy relationship.

One day after a row, they decided to go on a make or break holiday. They decided to sit on a sheep’s arse for two blissful weeks (starlings do that for holidays because it’s cheaper than going to Mallorca).

Thankfully, the holiday did wonders for them and they now sleep in the same bed again and everything!