Spring Routine

Sun?  Snow?  Violently flip-flopping between the two?  Whatever the weather wants.  It cares not for your puny calendar designations.   And in that regard it's very predictable. 

Werewolf Dogwalking

Well, as long as you don't mind people playing the "which one's the pet?" game... 

I wonder how often werewolf parents have to tell their kids to stop eating the dog's food.  

Squirrel Power

 Well, squirrels don't have television.  And if they did, the implications would be far more worrisome than an inconveniently-placed pseudo-nest. 

Orc, Orc

 I feel like one of these sea lions is named "Cassandra."