Pouncy Pouncy Pouncy

Judging by the view count the entire world as already seen this, but I'm behind on e-mail and just now got to Michele H.'s e-mail with the link, and now my world has literally exploded with cuteness:

I like how the music goes with the owls' different expressions.

Also?

I WANT AN OWL.

I like to imagine my cat Tonks snuggling with him.

D'awwwwwwwww!
[That was me imagining it.]


Oh, was that not enough mind-melting cute-a-tude for you?

Then perhaps you haven't seen Oskar, the blind kitten, playing with his new toys?

found via @urlesque

Seriously. I was bawling by the first frame. By the end, though, you'll have a hard time believing this little trooper can't see! He's just as happy and playful and pouncy as any other kitten!


(I'm not sure "pouncy" is a word. If it's not, though, it totally should be. In fact, let's all try to work "pouncy" into our Thanksgiving dinner conversations tomorrow! You know, like, "My, this aperitif has made me quite pouncy!" - which will get you bonus points, because nobody knows what an aperitif is, either, so your family will be too intimidated by your dizzying intellect to ask you what either word means, and then you can chortle heartily into your cranberry sauce until you realize you're not wearing pants.)

(Ok, maybe I just flashed back there for a moment to something I'd rather not talk about.)

(Um.)

(Never mind.)

(Oh! And there should be a cat named Pouncy, too.)


Anyhoo, this was me coming up for air after answering 57 e-mails. I have about 53 more to go, so allow me to apologize now to 53 of you for using the word "pouncy" excessively. Or at all.