haha! morays can’t put pink fuzzy sweaters on cats!
BWAHAHAHAHA! i have nothing more to fear from Creaky!
uh, do moray eels creak?
I’m a penguin.
Sing it with me:
I’m just a Bill
Yes I’m only a Bill
And I’m sittin’ here on Capitol Hill
I just spoke with my cat and he thinks you’re all crazy. Plus, he says we’re wrong about this whole gravity thing. Apparently it’s all about magnets. So there.
I am proud to be an animal, of the lupine kind. Nice to see my new friend Cougarfang is here, and keeping everyone on their toes.
Anyone wants me, I’ll be in my cave.
hello Ice Wolf! nice to see you too. didja bring any of that wonderful burp cider? 
Cougarfang – you have certainly livened up these boards. It’s great seeing you again!
Oh, and I think there’s a bit o’ cider left – I’ll lope over to the other thread an’ take a look.
Meowwwwwwwww purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Thanks guys you made me smile 
Yes!
I’m a Grizzly.
My son’s a cub.
My wife’s a… she’s a… hmmm, lessee, she’s…
She’s got two bears in the house!
Great. Now I have the song “Let’s Talk Dirty to the Animals” stuck in my head. Thanks guys…
Sometimes I’m an owl,
and my feathers are really smooth.
And when I feel romantic,
I like to dress up in men’s clothing.
Bonus to anyone who knows the reference.
Well, there you are. You’re quite right; Moray eels can’t put pink fuzzy sweaters on cats. But their air-breathing, two-legged owners, who are irrevocably enslaved under the hypnotic spell of their magical pet Moray, still can. Heh, heh, heh…
And sometimes this Moray does indeed creak… especially after a big night of whooping it up with the stonefish two doors down!
I’m a cute little honeybee. Bzzzzz
Ahem.
I am a duck.
My pants are down.
Thankya, thankyaverymuch.
just checking in…(is there a pool?)
I’m an animal. Finches aren’t terribly ferocious, certainly, but at least I’m descended from ferocious, meat-eating dinosaurs. Grrrrarrrrr!!!
I am extinct.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be over at the LaBrea Tar Pits.
Sincerely,
Canis Dirus