oh hi there! Welcome to my blog! My name is Annie, I also go by Spareki or Sparrow or any variation thereof on the internets. I'm a teenager, I do teenager-y things such as eat and sleep and spend way too much time on the computer. I also do a lot of animal training, and blog about that here. Right now I'm working with a friend's horse, (who I have plots to steal...shhh....) a young alpaca, my cat, sugar gliders, and ducks. I primarily work with positive reinforcement, especially clicker training. I'm doing an animal collections internship at a local zoo, so every now and then I get to work with the kangaroos and monkeys and such! Mostly I just help keepers feed and clean and clean and clean. But that's fun too! I also like to read lots of books and be generally nerdy. It's all pretty awesome!
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I love how stars are billions of miles apart and we’re like “that’s a soup ladle”.
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Reasons abortion should be fully covered on all insurance plans:
If you can’t afford an abortion, you definitely can’t afford a pregnancy
If you can’t afford an abortion, and are forced to carry a pregnancy to term anyway, you sure as hell can’t afford a child
Who the fuck do you think you’re really protecting here?
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An immortal being has the ability to share their power with one soul and make them immortal too, so they can have a companion for all the years if they choose. Only one though. This being has had countless lovers and friends, and they have seen them all fade away as time passes. The being tells one of their lovers, whom they’ve been with for ten years or so, about their ability, and the lover begs to have the energy shared with them so they can be together for eternity.
“I can’t,” the immortal says.
“Why not?” the lover asks.
“I’m already sharing my power.”
“With who?”
The immortal looks down. “My cat.”
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“There’s a monster under my bed!” “Yes. He watches over you at night and chases away your nightmares.”
“There’s a monster in my closet!” “Yes. She loves the smell of the laundry detergent I use, and she’s busy trying to organize your shoes.”
“There’s a monster under the stairs!” “Yes. She collects spiders and he makes sure you don’t trip while going to get water.”
“There’s a monster right outside my window!” “Yes. He’s pulling weeds from the garden and protecting us from burglars.”
“There’s a monster behind the couch!” “Yes. He’s eating all the crumbs you left behind and hiding pennies in the cushions.”
“Oh. Then good night.” “Good night, Dear.”
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indiana jones more like fedora the explorer
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My sister’s boyfriend is from Russia and he just graduated from college so his parents are visiting from Moscow and they speak very little English and I almost lost it today laughing because they absolutely loved my sister’s wiener dog like they were entirely amused by this dog and his dad was just sitting next to the wiener dog, admiring him, and softly saying in the thickest Russian accent “little dog….small dog….little dog”
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Anyone else have that anxiety that your music is actually playing out loud so you constantly take off your headphones and listen just in case?
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Omg my nanny from when I was 4 months to three years old got my number and she’s a sweet old Thai lady who loves flowers and she iS SO ADORABLE
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Today at Easter dinner, one of my dad’s friends, who I haven’t seen since I was a kid, came up behind me while we were taking pictures and pinched my butt. So I turned to him and said quietly (because I didn’t feel like making a scene) that he was not allowed to touch me that way because it was inappropriate and he laughed in my fucking face and said “Oh, right cause you’re a liberal.” And so I said to him, in the loudest voice possible, that no, it was because I was a fucking human being and my body is mine alone and no one can touch me without my complete consent and if he ever even thought of pinching my butt again, I would punch him in the face. And the whole party was staring at us and you could see how uncomfortable he was even though he tried to laugh it off, and then my dad told him to leave. So, girls, boys, and everything in between, if anyone EVER touches you without your consent in a sexual manner, CALL THEM OUT. Let everyone around you know what they did and tell them to never do it again. Don’t laugh or smile or even frown it off, then walk away (unless it endangers your safety.) Expose them for what they are.
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I need feminism because-
A man in a room full of women is ecstatic. A woman in a room full of men is terrified.
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took me a minute to realize Nice is a place in paris and not some commentary on the story
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