I just felt like sharing some cute animal photos.

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From cheezburger.com:


Photos That Say More Than Just a Thousand Words

Get ready for some amazing photos from the animal kingdom. 
They are pure, wholesome, beautiful, and touching at the same time. 
And they are sure worth your time.  

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