This picture of a scared corgi on a boat has made the rounds on the Internet -- I've used it for Photoshop fun here and here -- but it was originally posted on MyCorgi back in May of 2010 (the corgi's name is Remy, for what it's worth).
Between Remy and an established history of water-borne corgi cuteness (see here and here), I was inspired to compile this collection of corgis on boats. I'm not going to lie to you: it's FANTASTIC. If I were the captain of a Navy ship, I would have at least three or four corgis on board, and I'd make them wear little sailor hats and sit in the captain's chair. Morale would skyrocket. Anchors a-woof!
Sources: most of these photos come from either MyCorgi or corgiaddict.
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I don’t even know how to transcribe the noise I made when I got to the Corgi puppy in the life vest.
I like Corgi butts i cannot lie
You other brothers can’t deny
That when a corgi walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You go aww
Number 3 should have a sailor hat. But then, I’d probably explode.
#9 is taking this baby to Mexico. Cutest. Fugitive. Ever.
I was hoping one would have been dressed as a pirate.
Pretty sure #3 could bring about world peace. If you’ll excuse me, I have to go hug my dog.
You had me at pic 2.
Bonus points for corgis with broken ears. Thanks for being the best TV blog and random corgi crack aggregator!
All of that probably should have been more sarcastic, but fuck it.
Corgi #5 is staring wistfully at the sea, recalling a lost love who tragically drowned years ago. They say that the sea has no memory, but #5 does.
#5 does.
And by #5, I meant #6. Fuck.