Another week come and gone. What better way to sail off into the weekend than with a collection of photos of cute boys with their cats?
Thankfully there is a blog for that. CuteBoysWithCats.net is chock full of photos of handsome dudes showing their softer side with their furry companions.
Here is a sampling. Warning, your heart might melt.
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HAPPY FRIDAY: Here is a video of some Russian guys helping a baby fox with his head stuck in a jar
HAPPY FRIDAY: Here is a blog dedicated to photos of sloths
HAPPY FRIDAY: Cats that look like male models
HAPPY FRIDAY: Here is a pile of baby sloths
Mondays can be rough, but nothing is cheerier than seeing a baby pet skunk desperate for some love from his adopted mom.
The little guy, Jasper, can’t get enough of him mom’s toes as he whines to be picked up.
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Dogs have long been considered man’s best friend. However, there’s more to being a best friend than cuddling with you throughout the finale of The Real Housewives Of Vancouver and sniffing your crotch, even if those are two very important best friend qualities.
Can man’s best friend also be man’s best wingman?
We filled our pockets with treats, poop bags, and a couple of balls to hit the city with an adorable dog named Baxter as we put this to the test. Our extremely scientific experiment has revealed these to be among the best places in Toronto to take your dog if you’re looking to have someone tell you to lie down and roll over.
Riverdale Park West: Just south-west of Riverdale Farm is the Carlton Street lower playing fields. This baseball diamond beside the DVP serves as a gathering place for the haut monde of Cabbagetown and their pedigree pooches. The crowd there is mature, a mixture of gay and straight, and all are friendly. A couple of the conversations we had there were a little on the pretentious side, but if you plan on meeting the man of your dreams and moving from your 450 sq ft apartment into his million dollar Cabbagetown brownstone, you’re going to have to learn the language of the affluent, dah-ling.
Allen Gardens dog park: This is a great place to have your furry wingman work his magic. Serving as a social hub for the surrounding dog owner community, the guys there are very laid back and quite chatty. You may not be able to find your next millionaire ex-husband like you might at Riverdale Park West, but we’re confident you’ll get a fun ‘pitcher-of-beer-and-pound-of wings’ type of date. The biggest downside to this dog park is that it looks like a giant cat litter box.
Trinity Bellwoods Park: Since this has the reputation of being a gathering place for Queen West hipsters, we dressed Baxter up in a plaid coat and took him for a walk to see if he’d attract us some sensitive and creative hotties. Success. Unlike some of the other locations we conducted this experiment, we weren’t just approached by other dog owners. Several attractive boys stopped us to pet Baxter and comment on how cute he is, striking up some fun and flirty chats. If you’re looking for a guy who probably knows where the best loft parties are every weekend, this is the place to be. And we totally recommend dressing up your wingman in hipster-style plaid… Ironically, of course.
Cherry Beach dog park: While an amazing place to have your pooch run free, Baxter had more luck there than we did. We had a few conversations with the multitude of dog walkers that use this place but didn’t manage to get our flirt on. It’s likely that you’ll have a bit more luck in the summer months when this place is packed, but for now you and your furry friend will be heading home alone to a tub of Häagen-Dazs, a single spoon, and an Adele CD.
Church Street: We walked the gaybourhood strip at various times of the day and found that this is your best bet for utilizing your furry wingman to his full potential. On our walks through the Village, we were stopped many times by hot guys of all types and more often than not we got the impression it was so the guys could talk to us, not just the adorable Baxter. Oh, and strictly in the name of science, we walked Baxter there just after the bars closed on a Saturday night…
Good boy, Baxter. Good boy.