If these cars — Jeep Wrangler, Nissan Altima and a Mercedes GLA 250 — are any guide, it seems like those who work for the post office must be doing pretty well for themselves…

According to the shadow, at least.

A warm moment on a chilly morning…

If photos of yourself are “selfies,” does that mean that those of your dog are “petties,” those of your wife are “spousies,” and those of your wife’s family are “in-lawsies” (or should it be “crazies”)…?

Why does water taste so much different when it has bubbles in it?

Obviously, they know what’s important in life.

Why do they call it “weeding” (don’t they mean the opposite)? Why bother “dusting” when nature will do it for you (unless, of course, you mean to get rid of the stuff)? When you say “either,” do you mean “and” or “or” (or “none of the above”)? When you are “bemused,” why aren’t you smiling (is it because you are confused)?

People like to talk about the beauty of nature. But I bet they wouldn’t say that if they were standing next to an erupting volcano, or in front of a crash of charging Rhinos (yes, that’s what they call a group of these fellas), or next to a tornado. In fact, I reckon they would have an altogether different perspective on the natural world at that point.

Nothing to do but enjoy the moment…

I wonder what it’s celebrating?

…but don’t step on him.

This rabbit knows where to find the best grass.

Looks like somebody’s having a really bad day.

No matter how depressed I am, seeing a happy kid or dog usually makes me feel better.

This dog thinks she’s a pillow (until you sit on her, of course).

Obviously, this dog did not read the sign.

When I hear that a book or a movie or a song is “experimental,” it generally means one thing: it’s bad.

Why do people hate weeds but love plants (especially ones with flowers)? Aren’t they basically the same thing?

I know somebody put them there, but these rocks look perfectly natural where they are.

When my dog wags his tale or barks at strangers, is it involuntary or is he trying to send a message?

When my dog is happy to see me, it makes me happy to see him (except when I am eating ;-).

Would our lives would be a lot different if the sky was green instead of blue?