Madrid zoo gives male penguin couple an egg to hatch.

Speaking to [The Telegraph], Yolanda Martin, who cares for the penguins at Spain’s Faunia Park, said: ‘We wanted them to have something to stay together for - so we got an egg. Otherwise they might have become depressed.’

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Tell me that thing about how gays and lesbians don’t deserve marriage and adoption rights…

Even gay penguins’ feelings are taken into account and they can’t even talk. Or decorate your sitting room.

The chicken came before the egg.

From BBC News (via Towleroad):

Eggless’ chick laid by hen in Sri Lanka
19 April 2012 Last updated at 07:08 ET

A Sri Lanka hen has given birth to a chick without an egg, in a new twist on the age-old question of whether the chicken or the egg came first.

Instead of passing out of the hen’s body and being incubated outside, the egg was incubated in the hen for 21 days and then hatched inside the hen. (cont.)

I can’t imagine that was a comfortable birth for anybody. My one experience with baby chicks was some kind of 4-H thing in Mrs. Long’s Third Grade class where we hatched eggs in an incubator. I held one of those little Future Nuggets and they are sharp little newborns. Between the feet and the beak, I was through after about 10 seconds.

That was my thought halfway through the article. Then it said the hen died soon after of internal injuries.

Oops. Guess my memory of sharp chicks was correct after all. :-/

Mitt Romney’s Dog Loved Animal Abuse.

Back in 1983, the Romneys locked their dog in a crate and strapped it to the roof of their car on a road trip.
The trip was twelve hours and Seamus, their Irish Settler, crapped all over himself, the crate, and the windshield.
The Romneys ran through a car wash, dog strapped in, to clean everything up.
Ann Romney says that Seamus loved being strapped to the roof, telling Dianne Sawyer “The dog loved it. He would see that crate and, you know, he would, like, go crazy because he was going with us on vacation.
When Mitt Romney was asked if he’d do it again, he said certainly not if it would garner as much attention as it has.
Clearly, the Romneys are insane, Mitt believes anything you do is fine until you get caught, and I totally want this man and his family living in the White House making policies for the country.

Tamar and Vince got a Havanese.

LOOK AT HIS FACE. #Want #MustHave

If Tamar Braxton can have a dog, so can I.

Apparently, it’s hypo-allergenic, doesn’t need tons of exercise, and likes chillin with its owner all day. So basically perfect for me. Ketan says we can only have a dog if it doesn’t shed, and this little nugget has a double-coat that can be corded like dreadlocks!

We’re naming him Ted. I think. I can’t remember. I was drinking wine when we had this conversation.

Look at these photos.

The happiest animals in the world! See the rest here.

7:14 pm • 1 March 2012 • Let's talk about what you think.
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Someone get me a Savannah Cat.

The last time I was out somewhere and I mentioned a cat that’s the size of a small dog and is playful and junk like other dogs, people were like “ewww that’s creepy.” How is that creepy? That’s fucking awesome! Take all the good stuff about cats (independent, poops in a box, cleans itself, generally quiet), cancel all the bad stuff (shitty personality like “fuck you, I don’t wanna play”), and substitute with awesome dog stuff (leash-training, playful, fetch!) and that sounds perfect. What is creepy about that?

I want one.

Video and info under the cut.