Good morning! Thank you for visting the Daily Monster on a Sunday. I hope it’s been a good weekend for you so far. Now that the sun is about to set on us here in California, please take a look at yesterday’s stories:


As for Monster 79: Monster 79 is a good boy! “Who’s a good boy? You’re a good boy! Oh yes you are! Oh yes you are!” He’s a happy-go-lucky little scamp, this one. What do you think his name is? And who’s his owner? What kind of games do they play when they go to the park? Does 79 fetch the ball? Does he catch frisbees? Or does he operate on a different order of magnitude? I hope you’ll tell us! Hair of the dog, folks!


Have a great Sunday and please keep in mind that 344 LOVES YOU!


  • yusecki
    4 February 2007 5:39 am

    i have no story but i do love this one 🙂 best i’ve seen you do in awhile

  • Katy
    4 February 2007 7:38 am

    I love this monster too. I will think about it….

  • 4 February 2007 12:12 pm

    Come and see the amazing Bartleby!
    Watch has he sings classic opera, whilst being blown out of a cannon! You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll thank goodness that you’re not underneath him when he lands.

  • 4 February 2007 12:58 pm

    Pucci-meets-Alexander McQueen-meets-Stella-McCartney-does-Adidas dog. (They might deny. We know differently!)

  • Sabeyen
    4 February 2007 1:09 pm

    You know, the scary thing is I actually know a dog that looks like that… his tongue isn’t green though…
    Unless I were to grass-stain it such…

  • 4 February 2007 7:34 pm

    The Wide-mouth Fungal-tongue Frog Dog is making a comeback in the Valdivian temperate rain forests of South America. Nearly wiped out in the past century, this perplexing creature has made considerable strides in population reinforcement. New government hunting regulations and a popular public awareness campaign have drastically cut Frog Dog deaths in recent years. And the new “Adopt a Frog Dog” campaign has been a huge hit with people from around the world. If you are interested in adopting a Frog Dog of your very own, call 888-344-FGDG.

  • 4 February 2007 8:19 pm

    frogopteryx (n)
    frog·op·ter·yx (fräg-äp-ter-iks)
    Function: noun
    Etymology: Middle English frogge, from Old English frogga + Greek pteryx wing; akin to Greek pteron wing — more at FEATHER
    : a primitive crow-sized amphibian of the early interia period of northern New Jersey having beastial characteristics (as tentacle-like appendages and a long yellow orchre tongue). Known for it’s fondness for Readi-Whip and Chilean sea bass. Use caution when approaching.

  • 4 February 2007 11:50 pm

    Tobias had been fishing for the last 6 hours. With absolutely no luck. He had heard nothing but good things about his particular patch of the great lake. Calmer waters. Decent sized catches. Not very populated. It’s not that nobody really knew about this part of the lake, just that they never seemed to come to this portion to actually fish. Tobias really didn’t want anyone around anyway, if he could help it. The peace and quiet was what he looked forward to when fishing. He was getting plenty of the quiet. Not one nibble. He wasn’t clear if it was the bait he used or maybe he was just having a bad day. The season called for more fish in the area, so he had extra bait in the water.
    After no success, he decided to float up along the bank some. Tobias picked his new location and was ready to try for another go. He’d give it about an hour more. As he was sitting, motionless, a finger brushed up against a passing log. The interaction resulted in a rather large splinter, making Tobias give out a little yelp. He pulled out the splinter and dipped it in the water to sooth the bleeding wound. Definitely not the best day for Tobias.
    Almost immediately, however, he finally got a bite. On the wounded finger. The sharp nip gave Tobias a start which made him bring up all his tendrils with their little, thread-like fingers, out of the water. Curious, he dipped the bleeding appendage back into the water. Sure enough, a nibble once more. He toyed with the fish and then tensed the muscles and cartilage to morph the bitten portion into a rigid, hook-shaped barb. He opened his mouth wide, exposing his mossy tongue, and tossed the fresh catch straight into his mouth. Now armed with the knowledge of the proper bait, Tobias proceeded to fish with much better luck; albeit with bloody, fingered tentacles.

  • 4 February 2007 11:54 pm

    wow. can’t touch that. or that. or the other. you are all great!!!
    It kinda looks like my four-legged friend Josie. She’s a Shelty, she has not a greenish tongue in her body. She lives with my best friends Jacque and Marsha. And recently, she had this grand mal seizure. Recent is relative; she’s about thirteen years old and she seizured a few months ago. She’s recovering quite nicely, all things considered, it was touch and go for awhile.
    ANYway, as a result of this crazy spaz attack, she wags back and forth a bit like our frogger dogger maybe a hogger friend, here. And, she tilts. She’s quite adorable.
    Can I adopt this one, please? Thank you for providing a toll-free number.

  • 4 February 2007 11:55 pm

    ….not only do I love the ‘what’s the story’ tagline ending, but I love also the sound of the cap being popped off the barrel of the marker.

  • 5 February 2007 4:49 am

    You have an ear for the details, Victoria. I like that. :^)

  • Alisa☆R
    9 February 2007 11:04 am

    I like monster 80# nice graphic, and very original like out of a cartoon, facially expresion and how the legs regected up and down in the animation, and the arm and leg movement, it could be watchable. as a catoon. or show. but it shows what u can do with just alittle creation. ☆☆☯☆☆☯☆☆

  • Sue Bebie
    4 May 2008 4:51 am

    Ein veritabler Tierfreund, dieser sportbegeisterte Mc Guire. Um seine Liebe zum Baseball mit seiner Tierliebe zu vereinen, hat er den einzigartigen Basely erfunden. Basely das Handschuhmonster ist der ideale Begleiter für Sport, Spiel und Freizeit. Er ist absolut stubenrein, abgesehen mal von dem leichten Dauersabbern. Diese Dauersabbern wirkt aber bei langem Gebrauch von Basely auf der Haut feuchtigkeitsregulierend, und wird deshalb als sehr angenehm empfunden. Vor allem bei langem Handschuhtragen während eines Spiels in hochsommerlicher Hitze, wirken die Sabbertröpfchen wie kühlender Balsam.
    Die Futterkosten sind gering. Basely ist zufrieden, wenn er die Mikroorganismen von gebrauchten Baseballbällen lecken kann. Hat man grade keine vorrätig, tun’s zur Not auch Tennisbälle von Rasenturnieren.
    Man kann sogar mit ihm kommunizieren. Zieht man ein wenig an der Zunge, knirscht Basely wohlig mit dem Oberkiefer. Zugegeben die Gespräche verlaufen schon ein wenig eintönig. Aber im Vergleich zu so einem ganz gewöhnlichen Handschuh, immerhin…

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