A perfectly-timed picture is a little miracle. Like Jesus walking on the water. Or Jesus celebrating a touchdown on the water.
This seems like a hard picture to take, until you realize that the owner fed him sleeping pills to get the shot.
Just kidding, that would be cruel. It was cough syrup and bourbon.
What's more impressive? That she appears to be floating in the air? Or that she can make a turtle shadow puppet with her butt?
If you look extra close, you can see a teeny-tiny, little shadow-Spiderman swinging from skyscraper to skyscraper.
Listen, he's just doing what a spider can! Amiright?!
Nothing says 'Murica like a jet fuel powered bald eagle.
That eagle's name?
Theodore was a good bird. He had a beautiful singing voice, and could fly with the best of them.
His peripheral vision was crap, however.
Fire men are angels. Especially this one.
Not cause of the wings, but because his name is Angel.
Ha! Look at this dumb idiot! He can't tell the difference between chalk and another dog!
Look! Another dumb idiot! Hey Fido, walk much?!?!?!
Unfortunately, the sport of Synchronized Car-Swimming never made it to the Olympics. Most likely because the athletes only had about one good performance in them.
"Next up, with have third baseman, Tony 'Bat Face' Henderson. Tony is hitting .324 with 46 RBIs and 16 jaw concussions."
Ahh, the glory days of dressage. Before the anti-steroid factions came in and ruined the sport.
Fun fact: While Redbull won't actually "give you wings," if you give a dog under 6 lbs. a can of Redbull, it will actually fly at low altitudes.
I genuinely can't tell if this is a reflection or if someone with a really greasy face smudged the lense. Either way, these glasses should be cleaned.
This is the Sock Cat! Half cat, half sock, all evil. Sock Cat was a major player in the illicit lint-for-cat-nip drug scandal of the late '80s.