A small gray cat somehow managed to invade the Marlins’ outfield tonight in the top of the sixth inning. The game against the Atlanta Braves was briefly delayed as the kitty slunk around the base of the wall, scaled it like a ninja, and posted up on the eyesore that is the Marlins’ home-run statue.
Hello. The internet says that today is National Pet Day, the day for pets. Bring forth the pets!
With spring training no longer a novelty and no actual games to cover, baseball’s news cycle is stuck in a brief rut where it has to rely on waterskiing squirrels to stay alive. Today’s example comes to you in the form of a hairless cat named Mr. Delicious. He belongs to Yankees first baseman Greg Bird.
I went to the set of this year’s annual Puppy Bowl, and I made sure to bring a camera. The more I type, the more you’ll have to scroll past to see the baby animals, so I’ll cut that shit out.
On October 18th, 1963, the Centre national d’études in France was set to send a small cat named Félix into space. After lagging behind its Soviet and American competitors, France was eager to stake its claim in the space race—with cats, for some reason. But on launch day, the mischievous little beast went missing—and…
A soccer match between Pachuca and Jaguares in Liga MX was briefly and adorably interrupted by a happy-go-lucky doggie that just wanted to enjoy an open expanse of grass. What a good dog!
After getting his internet privileges taken away by the Ecuadorian government in October, Wikileaks founder Julian Assange is evidently bored. Currently in exile from the United States and facing rape charges in Europe, without internet, Assange has found a better way to pass the time: playing dress-up with his kitty…
You can scarcely turn on the news these days without being confronted by the troubling question: What are animals doing now?
These have been a shitty couple of years on the pet front. Last fall, Millie, my beautiful, miraculous boxer, started panting all the time. She was still a radiating core of joy and energy, but her panting was making it hard for her to get comfortable and her energy was slowly but noticeably waning. Also, her appetite…
Do you think shit is funny? Do you think it’s some kind of joke? “If you weren’t so fucking fat, Logan, you’d have no trouble rolling over,” you’d probably like to say. Or maybe, “I’m not sure you really want it, Logan.”
Yesterday, the San Francisco Giants traded third baseman Matt Duffy to the Tampa Bay Rays in exchange for starting pitcher Matt Moore. Unfortunately, Duffy’s extremely large cat, Skeeter, is not cut out for the sweltering Florida climate.
If you get a cat—and, you should, cats are fine—you should be prepared for them to scratch on everything in your home (except, confoundingly, the scratching post). You can and should combat this by keeping their claws clipped to a safe and sanitary length, just as you do your own nails, or by purchasing acrylic nail…
It’s Friday afternoon. Come watch us play with our pets on Facebook Live.
A nice cat escaped from somewhere and got onto the field at the Angels game this evening, ran around a bunch, leapt a wall, and ran through hundreds of bemused fans. The best part of this video is watching the reactions of cascading sections of fans as our friend here made his break for freedom.
Let’s talk about pets. They are made for cuddling. They nuzzle and purr and wiggle. They show their cute little bellies, asking for scratches. When we’re blue, they bring comfort. When they act like silly imbeciles, we make videos of them and share their antics with strangers on the internet. Pets give us something to…
There are no sports. This is mildly athletic. Take it, please.
Freddie Freeman and his wife Chelsea made the drive to Braves spring training yesterday, and they brought along Nala, the chillest cat who ever chilled. Nala is uncomfortably chill.
At around 5 a.m. during the first night my boyfriend spent at my apartment, we were shocked out of our sleep by a glass of water that had been dumped on us. The culprit: my cat, Kelloggs.
Everton played something called Dag & Red FC this morning in the FA Cup, but more importantly, a cat invaded the game and tried to play soccer as if it was a human. Newsflash for you, my pal: no cats allowed.