“Orange mom, seriously, orange? How silly do you want me to look? All the other kitties in the neighborhood will tease me mercilessly.”

It seems that even amongst animals, gingers get no respect. This little guy’s unique coloring caused him to be rejected by his colony and his family. According to Mr. Strakhov who took these pictures:

He was hiding and waiting for his mother to come and feed him. He had a very strange color fur and looked different from his two black brothers. I was pleased to be able to capture such an unusual animal, but the poor seal is almost blind and so was unlikely to survive in the wild.

Luckily, Mr Strakhov was with staff from a dolphinarium who took the baby seal into their care. The pup – whose color is the result of an accumulation of iron in its fur – might have had more luck if he carried a U.S. passport. One of the biggest concentrations of red-haired seals is in San Francisco.

The loneliest seal in the world: This rare brown furred pup was spotted on the beach at Tyuleniy Island, Russia.

Hiding hole: The seal, which is almost blind, had been hiding under a pile of logs when he was first spotted.

Shunned: The pup sits on is own up the beach while other seals group by the water’s edge.

I’m no professional, but it seems to me the source of his depression is the constant aroma of crotch when he tries to sleep.

I feel you, kitty. I’m in a facecrotch kind of funk today too.

If you’ve seen the TV show Arrested Development, you’ll probably agree with me that is identical to the Charlie Brown sad walk the Bluth family sometimes does. If you haven’t seen Arrested Development…well then what are you waiting for? GO WATCH IT!

Aww, probably cuter than a puppy and a kitten climbing into the same slipper… Although we don’t have any photographic evidence to compare the two. SOMEONE GET ON IT! STAT!

“They just laughed at me when I asked if they would make me a swing…”

Pug + unicorn = The saddest little Punicorn alive.

Bryan sent us this picture of his Basset Hound buddy who seems to be having a ruff day… And here I was thinking my mother was the champion at making me feel guilty, well she just lost her crown.

Our dear 3 year old Beau has been burdened with an ear-guard to stop his ears from getting covered in his dinners. He is seems to be a tad displeased with the arrangement.

He can also be found on Facebook as Beauregard Burnside III

Think you might have to start calling him Professor Saddies Von Sour Puss!