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Puppy vs Air Conditioning

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German Shepherd defends lobster

Sami's owner says she has always had a "strong mothering instinct." So strong, it seems, that it extends to crustaceans.

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Dogs and cats hate holiday fireworks. Here are 3 tips to protect your pet on July 4th.

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Fireworks displays are fun for most humans, but pretty terrifying for pets.

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Dogs with a Napoleon complex

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A classic photographic series by Carmichael Collective.

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Watch these Golden Retriever puppies run to their nightly dinner over the course of 9 months

“I've been recording my golden retriever pups running to dinner from 11 weeks to 11 months,” says Redditor disillusioned. “Watch them grow!”

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Springer Spaniel sees squirrel, sings crazy song

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“Our Springer Spaniel Rocco loves squirrels, but when he can't chase after them because he's in the car, he gives us an earful. We like to call it 'the squirrel song.'”

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The moment this Corgi suddenly realized that a rock was in fact a turtle

“Caught the moment when my dog realized he wasn't laying next to a rock,” says Redditor Muffinlette.

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Watch this cute little fluffy doglet happily licking a watermelon slice

And just like that, all is well with the world.

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Dog-eating festival in China causes global outrage

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In just three days 10,000 dogs will be poisoned, beaten, killed and cooked as part of Yulin, China's annual dog-eating festival. Many of these dogs are family pets stolen from people's homes. Although this festival is in its eighth year, protesting has never been as strong as it is this year, with close to a million #StopYulin2015 tweets leading the way. Animal rights groups around the world are working to stop this year's canine mass murder, including many in China. A China policy advisor for the Humane Society International, Peter Li, had this to say after visiting Yulin last month:

“What I saw was a city in preparation for the annual massacre,” he wrote. “A slaughterhouse at the city’s Dong Kou market had just received a new supply of dogs shipped from Sichuan. The unloaded dogs looked emaciated, dehydrated and terrified. Inside two other slaughterhouses hidden in residential areas not far from the market, dogs and cats, many wearing collars, displayed behavior associated with household pets.

“The slaughter is more than an insult to the nation’s expanding animal-loving community.”

The U.S.-based group Duo Duo Animal Welfare Project has collected 700,000 signatures on its online petition. For more details, and to find out about other global petitions click here. Maybe it's not too late to stop this heinous festivity.

A robot, a dog, and a Pop Tart.

Good luck not laughing when you watch this one.

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Dog plays dead very effectively

Bang! Someone give that German Shepherd an Oscar, or at least a doggie treat.

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What the hell is going on in this image?

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Dog goes bonkers when food bin is opened, manages to contain herself adorably

“My dog gets super excited at the food bin being opened, yet she's very well disciplined.”

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Dog evades justice

Motsie, who went through the trashcan, slides stealthily out of view as he is reprimanded. [via Arbroath.]

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Roscoe the Goldendoodle rides off on his ATV like he's not even a dog (but he is)

You can't fool us, Roscoe you rascal you.

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I CAN SEE INTO INFINITEHHHHHHH

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Dog steals tractor

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There were no more than 150 yards to the motorway, and the gap was closing fast. I’m pretty fit for a 77-year-old, but even before I tripped I knew I stood no chance of catching up. I fell heavily, winding myself, and was still picking myself up as the Gator crashed through a wooden fence and plunged out of view. The last thing I saw before it disappeared was Don’s face, gazing benignly back at me.

Beyond the fence was a steep, 30ft bank, and at the bottom of that the northbound carriageway of the M74, teeming with rush-hour commuters. I could hear the roar of the traffic. I listened for the sound of an impact or of screeching brakes as I dashed towards the fence, but none came.