#//one of the pets isnt doing well and we go to the vet in the morning but

[allsnarker]

feeling incredibly fragile rn

[the-kipsabian]

Hey! I know its a bit out of the blue but Im reaching in hopes if you could possibly help boost/share the post i pinned for my cat? We desperately need some help rn, im so sorry if I did bother you, I hope you stay safe. Pls consider answering this ask privately or maybe send me a msg. 🙏❤️

you know what

no 🙏❤

hey kids, lets play a game of spot a scam again!! (i'd copy and paste the previous one but tumblr search is worthless and apparently that ask isnt tagged in my blog for some reason or just doesnt exist anymore buT ANYWAYS!!)

okay this is literally the same story ive seen before at least three times. its word to word the same. youre not even trying

reblogs only from original posts. they have gotten "smarter" tho as this blog followed me in attempts to try to show its "real". and yet they havent reblogged from blogs they supposedly follow, only from probably the top posts from some cat tag and only from original posters

their only original post as far as i scrolled (which admittedly wasnt very far as its obvious this is a scam lol) is the donation post. unsurprisingly

ive said it before and i'll say it again - they seem to target people in similar positions that they are supposedly in, trying to pluck that sympathy cord with "your pet is sick so you are sensitive and know how this feels". also bitch if im asking help to pay my vet bills what makes you think i can help you LOL

"pls consider answering this ask privately" lmao so what people dont know youre a scammer? NEXT

a simple search even within tumblr tells you people already know about this. the account, the story and the cat. you aint fooling anymore

if unsure kids, ask a friend and google things 👍 reverse image search, for example, is your best friend!!

also kids, in case youre asking "well what bad could a one little me reblogging a post even if its a scam do if i dont donate :/" 1. im sorry what and 2. it makes them look legitimate which they are not. the more notes the more trusted the source cause tumblr is full of idiots (sorry not sorry ive been here for over 11 years i know what people are like) plus you put your friends, mutuals and followers in a risk of participating in a scam. and have your name associated with it as well. do i need to go on?

anyways hi go report this blog and always be hesitant if someone you dont know asks you for donations like this. unless its a beloved mutual on your dash, reconsider. stay safe, thanks 💜

//update 1. seeing their blog requires a login lmao and 2. they only followed me for me to notice and idk if they unfollowed afterwards immediately or already blocked me so hey cool look guys a proven scammer <33 just fyi <3

[fadewalking]

This is coming out of nowhere i guess but I've been trying to just unpack my feelings about the trend of people @ing blogs like isthecatvideocute or whatever critter a video is featuring, in every single video with a cat regardless of the actual content. And this really isnt meant to be a dig at those kinds of blogs, especially the cat one because I've so far never disagreed with any of their judgements and they seem to do at least a little bit of research into answering questions. But something about this entire thing is discomforting to me. And i think in part, it's the blind faith and like.... absolute authority that the general public seems to give these blogs. And not just absolute authority but like.. necessary absolute authority, which i think is what truly bothers me. Like, I've seen videos of the most benign things. Cats just walking around, or playing with something, completely unbothered in any way, and in the comments I'll see an @ for that blog and im just like.... why.....

And sometimes they'll even say why. And usually it's just because they "think it's probably fine but just want to make sure." And it's these type of statements that, which obviously well intentioned, really don't sit right with me, for two reasons.

First and most obviously, the whole blind faith thing. I appreciate that the good folk who run that cat blog genuinely seem to be invested in making sure the advice they give is as accurate as they can give it. Even if that advice is to "go see a vet". But the fact is that none of the people who run that blog are animal experts, at least that isnt advertised on their blog from what i saw. If im wrong about this, then sorry, but the issue still applies to other similar blogs who are just run by regular nonexperts who may or may not even have personal experience in owning whatever creature it is as a pet. For the cat blog specifically, they do say that they all have years of experience owning cats. So that's great, but who's to say that the blog owner of is-the-capybara-video-cute has ever even seen one irl? (Im going to assume that's not a real blog, since i just picked a random animal as an example. Sorry if that is a real blog, and sorry if the blog owner is rad) what im saying is i dont think we should be giving the advice of non-experts the weight of opinion that should be afforded to an expert. I dont have a problem with these blogs existing or people asking them questions, but i just dont think we should be thinking of their word as beyond reproach.

Secondly i don’t like this idea that a lot of people seem to have that we NEED to get Cat Blog to weigh in on a video in order to feel guilt free about enjoying it, if there's nothing outstanding as a potential bad thing. Which i get is a kind of tricky thing for me to feel, because certainly there are some things that are bad for cats that most people think of as benign, or wouldn't even know to question. And i know that being overcautious comes from a place of concern for the welfare of the animal. And even if they arent experts, i get that there's still a place for blogs like that, and it's not necessarily WRONG to seek their advice. But also. I feel like we should be using our own judgment and critical thinking skills whenever we view any piece of media. We shouldn't need permission to appreciate or dislike every single thing that comes across us. If there is clearly nothing wrong, we shouldn't be asking. If there clearly IS something wrong (like a video where someone yeets their cat across the room or something wild like that) we shouldn't be asking. It just feels like there's no boundary. If a cat is in it, it has to get the Cat Blog stamp of approval. And these cat blog people could be anybody! (But again they seem lovely.) That is my issue.

Tl;dr: Think for yourselves. Do your own research. Go to an advice blog if something is ambiguous or unclear, and leave the end all, be all judgments to the experts.

[anadorablekiwi]

How to Entertain an Eli

Word Count: 1479

Chapter 5 of A Little Mishap

Fluff, Twilight/Ilia, snuggling/cuddling, a cheek kiss

This chapter ends pretty abruptly but idk how to end it and i realized it needed to end there so ye. also it occurs to me the chapter title probably isnt that accurate anymore but honestly at this point i just want to get it out there. hopefully I can continue to make progress on this fic, as I'm really excited for what comes next hehehe

“Alright, who’s coming with us to see the goats?”

“Ooo, me, me!!” Eli bounced on her feet, raising her hand and waving it excitedly. 

Twilight chuckled. “Yes Eli, I know you’re coming. Who else?”

“Oh by the way, a few of our does kidded last week!” Ilia added, causing Twilight to gasp in delight while most of the chain just looked very confused.

Twilight began to bombard Ilia with questions. “How many? Were there any problems? Are they all healthy?” Before she got the chance to respond, Wind spoke up.

“Are does goats? Why are you so excited that the goats made jokes? How do goats even make jokes?”

Ilia giggled and smiled, ruffling the young teen’s hair. “A doe is a female goat, and kidded is another way to say they gave birth, since a baby goat is called a kid.”

Upon this explanation, Sky, Wind, Hyrule, and Eli all gasped in delight, and the rest of the chain seemed more interested as well. Ilia turned back to Twilight. “We’ve got five new kids, three boys and two girls. Brownie, Spot, and Fluffy each had one, and Dorkus gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. No problems, and everyone is healthy.”

“You named a goat ‘Dorkus’?” Legend asked with a smirk.

“Oh, so you already have kids!” Warriors added with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Twilight’s face went red and he opened his mouth, then closed it, opened it again, and closed it once more. Ilia just laughed. “I suppose in that sense we do have kids. And a couple of our does are still pregnant, so there’s more on the way,” she added, grinning.

Twilight not-so-subtly changed the subject. “A- Anyways, I’m guessing all y’all wanna come see the goats?”

Warriors cringed at ‘all y’all,’ and Legend mumbled something, attempting to back away and look uninterested. Hyrule was having none of that, however, and grabbed the Vet’s arm.

“Oh come on Vet, come see the baby goats with us!! It’ll be fun!” Legend opened his mouth to protest, but Hyrule interrupted. “You know you want to,” he quietly added with a grin. 

Legend met Hyrule’s gaze, then deflated and rolled his eyes. “Alright, fine, I’ll come.”

Eli cheered and ran up to the Veteran, grabbing his hand excitedly. “Yay! Mr. Pink is coming!! Come on, let’s go see the baby goats!!” She tugged at his hand, attempting to drag him along. 

Legend smiled at the young child. “Alright, alright, I’m coming!” he said with a chuckle.

~~

They spent the rest of the afternoon petting and cooing over the goats and their babies, everyone enjoying it immensely. The most enjoyable part, however, was watching little Eli play with the goat kids, occasionally deciding to give one a silly name like ‘bouncy’ or ‘talky.’ 

Dinner went by pretty smoothly as well. They all ate with Colin and his family, plus Ilia of course. Before they knew it, the sun had set and stars were starting to emerge. 

“So, what are the sleeping plans, pup?” Time asked, patting Twilight on the back. 

“Uh… It’d be squishy but we might be able to sleep at my place?” 

Ilia raised an eyebrow. “Honey, with the state that place is in right now I’d be surprised if you could fit half of y’all in there.” A few chuckles,, and Warriors elbowed Twilight at the ‘honey.’ 

Ilia continued. “It’ll still be a bit of a tight fit, but there’s much more room at our place. In fact, I can even stay at Link’s little house to give y’all more room.”

Warriors and Time exchanged a mischievous glance, causing the rancher to pale. Time smiled kindly at Ilia. “It’s hardly fair to ask you to sleep out there alone. Why don’t you and the rancher here both sleep there?”

“Yeah,” added the captain cheerfully. “Besides, I bet you’ve been really missing each other, you two deserve some alone time!” 

Twilight flushed red. “I- bu- well yeah, but I-“ 

“Yeah Pup, I’m sure you’ve been missing your wife terribly. Some alone time will be great for you two.” 

“And you wouldn’t leave your wife to sleep out there at the edge of the village all alone, would you?” Warriors smirked and elbowed Twilight again. 

“I- w-well, we already share a bed but the one in my house is only a one person bed…” 

“Aw, the married couple share a bed already, how romantic,” Legend teased with a smirk. Twilight’s blush remained ever present, but Ilia seemed mostly unaffected.

“It’s a bit of a squish, but it’ll be fine, hon. That gives the rest of y’all more space. Sounds good to me.” She smiled warmly at the group and rested a hand on Twi’s shoulder. 

Twilight sighed in resignation. “Okay, sounds like a plan. I’ll help you get what you need, Ilia.” 

“What, you get a ‘hon’ but she’s only ‘Ilia’?” Warriors teased. 

Ilia laughed. “Oh, I call everyone that, it’s nothin’ special.” 

Twilight mumbled to himself under his breath. “Honey is new though…” Unfortunately, said comment was, indeed, heard by the others, and there were snickers and some eyebrow wiggles done in his direction. Ilia’s face turned a lovely shade of pink, almost matching his own red one. 

“A-anyways, I’m tired, let’s get going!” Twilight rushed inside the house, Ilia following close behind. 

~~

He awoke the next morning with a comforting weight on his chest, and opening his eyes revealed it to be his wife. 

That still feels weird, calling her my wife. A good weird though. He smiled softly and looked at her, holding her closely and running a hand through her hair. I mean, we are married. This is what married couples do. It’s nice. So why am I always hesitant? I mean, even friends snuggle. We’re just a couple of friends snuggling, who happen to be married to each other. Yeah. Just some married friends. Platonically married friends. Yup, nothing weird here. Just two platonically married friends, who aren’t in lo-

Ilia raised her head and flashed him a sleepy smile. Twilight's heart disobediently did a flip. 

“G’mornin’ hun.” She stretched towards him and landed a quick kiss on his cheek, causing his heart to do even more disobedient flips. 

“Good mornin’ pumpkin,” he drawled sleepily. 

Ilia's cheeks turned a lovely tint of light pink, and Twilight’s mind finally caught up with his mouth just as Ilia regained her wits. 

“Aw, I get a cute nickname now? I love it, honey!” 

Twilight’s face flushed red.

*THUNK*

They both froze. 

“Uh, what was that?” 

*THUNK* 

A distant voice Twilight recognized as being the Captains calle out. 

“Hey lovebirds, you’re gonna miss breakfast!” 

Ilia sat up and Twilight groaned, bringing a hand to his face. 

Ilia giggled. “We should probably get up.” 

“Probably. Before Wars breaks something.” Twi stood and walked to the small window, opening the wooden shutter just in time for a small rock to fly straight at his face. He quickly caught it before it hit him, then glared down at the offending thrower. 

Warriors grinned, only looking slightly guilty, and little Eli was sat on the Captain’s shoulders. She giggled and beamed up at the rancher. 

“Good morning Papa! Mr. Scarf said we can play games today after breakfast!”

Twi couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. Ilia nudged him aside and popped her head out the window. “Good mornin’ you two!”

Eli waved enthusiastically from her perch on Warriors’ shoulders. “Good morning Mama! Are you gonna be playing games with us?” 

She beamed. “Aw, of course baby! I’d love to play with y’all!” 

“Good morning Ilia, how did you two sleep?” The Captain grinned. 

“Quite well, thank you! How did y’all sleep last night? It wasn’t too crowded, was it?” 

Warriors seemed bit disappointed at the last of an entertaining reaction, but smiled in kind all the same. “We slept well, there was plenty space for all of us. Besides, a majority of our party are somewhat of a compact size anyways,” he chuckled. 

Eli tilted her head down and to the side of his face. “Party? There’s a party? Where? Am i invited? Why is the party ��compact,? What does that mean?”

The Captain let out a chuckle and booped the little girl’s nose. “No silly, there’s no party. I just mean our group of heroes. As for compact-”

“He means a lot of ‘em are small and short, like you, little bug.” The rancher walked up and ruffled Eli’s hair, causing the child to giggle. She reached out her arms and he picked her up, hoisting her onto his own shoulders. Warriors looked mildly offended at having been robbed of his Eli time, to which Twi just stuck out his tongue. 

Ilia hopped down the ladder of the tree house and placed a hand on the Rancher’s back. “Come on, I’m sure breakfast is gettin’ cold.” 

~~~~

[cottoncandyjester]

Which of your ocs would go to therapy for or with their darling? How much effort would they actually put into it?

This is like tricking your dog into going to the vet.. y'all are evil

This story contains: them talking about their dark past, incest(twins), talk of sex

Theodore

Absolutely not.

He's a doctor so he would argue that he would know his own body pretty well

"i don't need therapy sweetie, I'm mentally healthy"

This is the same man who flinches at the sight of a butcher knife and has so much mental trauma he still gets scared touching you

If you beg he'll do it though..of course he'll be passive aggressive but he'll go.

Tries to out logic the damn therapist

"so theodore, describe your childhood"

Theodore pushed his glasses up and clears his throat, this was definitely not going to be good. "I'm well aware that a person's childhood shapes their mental state but I assure you this is a waste of time."

"theo, let them help y-" you shuddered at the sharp glance theodore gave you. You've never seen him so aggressive before but it was clear he wasnt having fun. He hated the thought of someone analyzing his every movements and play with his head since it's something he does to you so having it done to him is less fun. "I assure you, I'm mentally sound..nothing is wrong with me"

"alright well, how about we talk about your childhood anyways just chatting nothing serious?"

Theodore scowled before glancing your way, you were doing this cause you loved him..so he should go along with this right?

Hikaru

You have to trick him

You brought it up once and he lashed out at you so badly he actually hurt you pretty bad

You told him you wanted to shopping but when he saw you two were infront of a building that definitely wasn't a mall he was PISSED

He was about two seconds away from hitting you but he saw how much you wanted to help him so he gave it a shock

Aggressive as all hell

He couldn't believe he was here, a group therapy session for victims of sexual abuse. The male sat there in his expensive clothes with his diamond encrusted shades on a scowl on his face.

"so, would you like to introduce yourself and tell us why you're here?" You flinched lightly at the single question the therapist asked before glancing at hikaru who in his legs and pushed his shades up his blue eyes flickering with rage.

"I'm here cause my bitch of a soulmate decided to drag me here instead of a shopping trip like they promised, I could be at home getting my dick sucked but no in here surrounded by idiots" hikaru was definitely in a fiery mood.

"well hikaru, y/n brought you here bec-"

Hikaru huffed in anger cutting the doctor off his anger being never ending. "they brought me here cause they think they are so smart. Their job is to please me in anyway I see fit, in return I spoil them once in a while and I am NOT pleased." With that Hikaru got up before shooting you a dirty look.

"you have ten minutes to meet me in the car or you're walking home" he snapped before walking out the room. You apologized for hikaru before going to join him.

Axis

The first one willing to go

He thinks it will make a great date

Tells his therapist EVERYTHING

Honestly he sounds so chipper about it they look so worried for him

Like sir are you okay?!

Clams up when it comes to insecurities

Like nope.

He only goes once though cause in his eyes therapy is a going once event

"- then my brother salem poured bleach in my eyes! I know it was bad but I of course forgive him cause all siblings fight right? He's really great though! Like one time we were playing hide and seek and he couldn't find me for six hours haha!"

you nervously glanced at the horror stricken expression the therapist had, they were so shocked they werent even taking notes. "Your brother sounds extremely toxic and incredibly dangerous" they stated and axis paused with a light pout clearly offended.

"salem wouldn't hurt a fly!" He huffs out and you weren't sure this was helping too much..though you were glad he decided to go.

Salem

So his therapist had to see a therapist

The first three minutes he had to wear a muzzle cause he tried to eat his therapist and not in the fun way

He is so feral he just speaks in slurring words and barks

You have to put a collar and leash on him

He did leave with a mouth full of blood though cause he bit a huge chunk off his therapist.

"s-s-so, salem w-what do you think c-caused you to be this way?" The doctor spoke while standing on their desk as you tried to pull the leash hard to pull salem away. "Bad boy! Stop it!" You snapped out at salem who got his muzzle off and was attempting to devour the poor therapist. "I-im sorry he's usually much calmer than this, strangers make him hungry" you explained before seeing salem bite the therapist on the leg.

"salem! No! You don't bite people!" You scolded as you tried to pull the male off and once you did you decided it was time to go home now. "W-well thanks doctor this has been fun, let's go salem!" You dragged him away while shaking your head.

"y/nnnnnnn~"

"...yes salem?"

"I love you!"

You glanced at him seeing he was docile once more and you sighed "I love you too babe" you mumbled out not sure what to do.

Rin

His therapist quit.

He trolled them so hard they gave up

Spoke in meme quotes the whole time.

"rin, would you say you were a happy child?"

"yeet."

You face palmed at your boyfriend who was hellbent on annoying the therapist to death. This session has already been thirty minutes and while rin was holding back his laughter the doctor looked like they wanted to snap their clipboard.

"please rin, work with me here..."

Rin beckoned the therapist to come closer and when they leaned in feeling excited thay they made progress rin's eyes sparkled widely. "Big...chungus"

You and rin walked out the office after being kicked out since the therapist had an absolute mental breakdown. "You're an asshole.." you mumbled and rin wrapped an arm around your shoulder with a wicked grin. "I'm your asshole, babynow how about we dress you up then have clown sex? I say that's equal payment for this"

Yuki

He hated it

He was quiet the entire time

Like the entire time

He wouldn't answer a question or nothing

He legit fell asleep with his head in your lap and now sees therapy as a place to nap

He doesn't like strangers so there was no way in hell he's speaking to a stranger.

You sighed at the tense silence in the room as yuki buried his face into your stomach his head in your lap. The moment he got here he took a nap not really caring about the doctor or his questions..it's been this way for a full hour. Slowly yuki opened his eyes and sat up with a low hum, he leaned in to kiss you feeling really clingy until he heard the shuffling of another person.

yuki tensed up suddenly wrapping his arms around you his chin rested on your shoulder. "Y/n, home?" He questions with a grumpy pout. You ran your fingers through his hair with a loud sigh.

"yeah yuki, we can go home.."

prince

He sees himself too cool for that stuff

"I'm not going, therapy isn't my vision of a fun date. Foreplay and sex is a good date"

He doesn't like the idea of sitting in a room and talking about his feelings.

If you promise to let him finger you during the car ride he is totally In though

He doesn't take it seriously at all

Avoids all the questions

Ends up just boasting about his sex life for an hour

"y/n moaned louder that night than ever before, it was so fucking awesome" prince cheered out his eyes lit up. You were covering your face with your hands feeling nothing but embarrassment as prince went all and on.

"t-the question was what makes you happy" the doctor stated and prince gave a confused look. "Yeah, and I said sex I mean wasn't that clear?"

"prince could you perhaps be a nymphomaniac?"

"shit, maybe? If I don't bang at least twice a day I get all grumpy...speaking of bang on the car ride here it was fucking great y/n let me-" you covered his mouth not being able to handle anymore of this. "We'll be going now!" You snapped out now dragging prince away.

"you're sexy when embarrassed"

"shut the hell up"

Rocket

He is literally the least dangerous yandere

He thinks he's fine

But he goes and actually speaks about his life

Everything about his life seems so cheerful and good...until..it isnt

Like axis he speaks as if it's okay

He's a dumbass so therapy doesn't really help him

He just uses it as a way to spend time with you

"so what was your childhood like?"

"well, I grew up in a small village we owned a pretty big farm. My mother and father kinda liked to spoil me.."

You've never heard about his childhood so you were very engaged in this story..it sounded pretty nice. Rocket paused to think when suddenly his eyes lit up

"I ended up being chosen to be the village pet! It was such an honor!" He cheers out with a happy hum. Instantly you knew this wasn't going to be good but you let him explain.

"the village pet is like...hmm a handyman, they do basically anything the villagers don't wanna do it's hard work but it's good work." He explained

"what were some of the things you had to do?"

"well...solves disputes, help out on there people's farms, help procreate, honestly anything! Only way to leave the village as a pet is to choose a new pet. It was hard to pick someone..but I'm glad I did"

The room got very very silent...very fast.

Rocket gazed at the time before getting up. "Hey y/n we should go yeah? You promised we could go get ice cream if I do this with you"

Yuuji& yuuta

Lord...these two got so much fucking baggage

They go, but they see it as entertainment

A fun little joke

Until it's not

The therapist manages to make them fight

And that NEVER happens

Like never.

It gets super damn intense

You're over there like "damn okay."

You watched the two boys argue clearly upset with each other. The question was that if yuuta found yuuji attractive..and yuuta hesitated.

"so you don't think I'm cute or anything?"

"I never said that! I just think, you're not my type."

"how the hell could I be not your type?! I know exactly what you like and don't like! I please you all the damn time!"

You cleared your throat awkwardly, not sure if going to couples therapy was a good idea anymore.

"I'm just saying! You sometimes..don't hit it quite right I mean..it's fine everyone has their ups and downs"

"OH so I'm bad at sex now?! You're such a liar cause on the drive here you were screaming like a little whore!"

"anyone can fucking scream yuuji! Doesn't take damn rocket science! Y'know I'm starting to see why ushio fucking hates you! You think you're so damn high and mighty! This is why we can't have normal relationships with our siblings!"

The room got silent as the two panted softly the screaming working them up and yuuji turned his head away eyes glimmering with tears. You honestly..felt like you were watching a drama show and was totally into it. "I-i didn't mean that- I'm sorry I just-"yuuta mumbled out and yuuji sniffled.

"do you..hate me?"

"wha-"

"ever since we came out when we were younger, you've been trying to be such a tough guy..you don't even say you love me as much. So, do you hate me?" Yuuji explained and you watched as the two hugged.

"of course not! I-i just didn't want anyone to still see me as that girl who was scared of her own shadow" yuuta whimpers out and yuuji smiled at him "you're not her, you're a strong guy.. our strong guy and we love you so much me and y/n" yuuji whispers out planting a kiss on the boy's cheek.

As the three of you left you suddenly felt an arm link with yours on either side. "Enjoy the show dollface?" Yuuta chimed before yuuji giggled "it was very fun!"

"you two were faking it?!" You huffed out seeing them both nod. They were totally lying but they didn't want you to know that, after all they were twins..fighting was basically illegal to them.

Scarlett

Another person who isn't happy with therapy

Straight out refuses

Like nope.

Never.

It takes A LOT of convincing til she agrees

Another member of the "has a bad childhood but sees it as normal" group

Hers is downright horrifying

But she giggles it off

"my childhood? Hmm..well my father was a doctor, I was his little nurse" she said softly in thought and you immediately didn't like this.

"he taught me all about plants, poisons and human biology. He was studying human mutations he wanted to know if it was possible to have humans evolve animal like traits, by replacing their body parts for animal ones of course" she cheers out and interlaced her fingers together.

"such an interesting study, some of them works in some ways..though it seems the human body can't handle some things..we are such fragile creatures are we not?"

Scarlett had this creepy dangerous vibe about her and the session was instantly cut short due to your therapist feeling unsafe. As you two walked out you couldn't help but gaze her way.

"who were his victims?" You asked out softly before feeling her hold your hand with a smile. "Well, children from my school. Then..me" she stated softly causing the haira on the back of your neck to stand.

"what animal part did he give you? Did it work?"

"it worked.."

That was all she stated and you didn't hear anything about it ever again so you were left to wonder about it.

[homeofhousechickens]

So, another one of my sibling’s chickens has been acting strange lately, and it seems like she’s broody. However, she has never gone broody before, and is now letting my sibling pick her up and pet her, which has DEFINITELY never happened before (she’s usually very anxious and skittish.)

Should we be concerned? She doesn’t really seem weak or in pain, but it’s very out of character behavior for her.

Some broodies lose their brain and personality while they are broody but its important to make sure she is actually broody.

Greenie for example when she first got sick before she got her implant kept sitting on eggs but she wasnt broody she didnt feel good and was straining to pass eggs.

If you didnt know Greenie you may have thought she was just being broody but when you took her off the nest she didnt rush to get back to it she just would stand there quietly and walk stiffly to get a drink of water.

If she screams when you go to pick her up or of she puffs up when she is on or off the nest and makes broody noises then she is probably broody. But if she isnt doing those things i would also be concerned. If she is broody she wont be laying eggs or attempting to as well

Make sure to check her stool (if she is broody it will be huge and very stinky) if her stool has any blood in it she may have cocciodosis. If she has worms she needs a worming treatment and if she is sick with an upper respiratory or reproductive infection she will need antibiotics from a vet.

Hopefully she is just being a silly broody though!

[awellboiledicicle]

i and @bubonickitten were talking about crossovers with Legends Arceus and i’m not saying that we determined TMA was a possibility, but i’m saying that it wouldn’t be the weirdest shit to happen to Jon and Martin. 

Add in that Jon’s a millennial, raised by a grandmother who eventually realized he damn well wasn’t going to read random books she bought anymore. He’s the age where pokemon was big for a good span of his childhood. And there’s a LOT of pointless details and info to keep him busy. He might not be the guy with a merch collection, but i feel like he’d have played enough of them to be jazzed.

Martin, however, grew up broke as shit and even if he had friends who played/watched the show, he very quickly had to grow up too fast to fuck with it too much.

What we determined was that Jon would love it, but also 100% be convinced he’s doomed the pokemon world to the Fears/broke the sky. Meanwhile Martin’s just glad he’s the one they’re actually testing on throwing things because Jon is not what you’d call athletic on a good day.  The trial works out because you really only have to do so much when your whole schtick is “i know things” and it ISNT from an eldritch monster for once.

That said i feel like psychic types take one look at the two of them and go “actually you know what, idk whats going on in there but im fucking OUT” 

also keep imagining Jon being forcefully adopted by a ponyta that everyone just... assumes is where his burn scars came from. And the worm holes are just,,, pin missal scars. Everyone thinks he’s some grizzled vet that knows all these things with the scars to prove it so they don’t push him too hard, meanwhile Martin is telling him to come pet the 34 bidoof he just caught bc they sensed his good vibes. 

[magicflowershop]

one day kitty; Atsumu version

《inspired by movie A Whisker Away》

✿✿ you wished to be with the person you like and wish granted. whiskers, button nose, tail, four legs and ears on top of the head; you turned into a cat. with this, you are given the opportunity to be with the person you want to express your affections to. but as a cat. and only in one day.

― haikyuu characters x cat!reader imagines!

❀ masterlist ❀

the wheel of names have spoken.

you know you hated your housecat the second you laid eyes on it when your mum took it home one day from the shelter, saying it was an abandoned cat

abandoned cat your ass 

that cat stole your body and turned you into a cat

she stole your human identity 

like, girl, wha- the auDACITY for her to have you wake up on her stinky litterbox while she’s havin the time of her life talking to your parents as if you were in that body the entire time

and the audacity of her to go to school and attend your classes, talk to your friends while you’re over there lurking in the shadows, glaring lasers at her from a tree branch

and the absolute audacityyy of her to obviously ogle over a guy from your class when you weren’t even interested in him to begin with

THE NERVE OF IT TO BE ATSUMU MIYA OF ALL PEOPLE

REALLY

why 

why him when he has so many fans and the fact that he’s perpetually ANNOYED by his fans like c’mon????????????????????

IN YOU’RE BODY AT THAT

now you’re just extra helpless bc there’s nothing you can do, you have no idea when you’ll get back to your original body, or if you’re able to get back to your original body at all :O

you also dunno who she made a deal with to get to this point in your lives

all you know is that you had a bad dream that morning, and saw a strange cat sayin you had one day

like what the hell is that supposed to mean

“hey what’re ya doin there?”

o wouldya look at that, a wild Miya twins appeared

you didnt notice that you were taking your sweet time contemplating abt life on that tree that three periods have passed and its now lunch break

the twins happened to see you while they were hanging out outside

so you was just staring at them,,, you had no idea what to do while they were there,,,, but it seemed like they were thinkin of saving you even though you’re not in trouble :v

so you was just starin at them

and they were starin back at you

then they left

LMAO

you were gonna brush this lil interaction off until you arrived,,, i mean your body,,,, i mean your housecat in your body 

then you got incredibly annoyed cause she was doin so hard so hard to get their attention when she ady got it, and Atsumu was as annoyed as you are sksskkd Osamu didn’t care at all so moving on

and now you got even mroe annoyed cause she was ruining your image in front of your classmates like srsly

so you dipped and decided this is all a fever dream and everything will get better tomorrow with you back in your body and with a good reputation in school as if nothing horrible happened, yes? yes :)

“there ya are”

until Atsumu picked you up from the ground while you were stealthily making your great escape,, then he started acting like he was lookin for you outta nowhere

and Osamu was lookin at him like he was insane sjksd but he figured this is a plan of Atsumu’s so he decided to play along and told your housecat (that was the host of your body) to excuse them bc they had a cat to take care of and that its vvvv urgent 

now kitty you is officially adopted by the Miya twins <3

and you didn’t like it one bit HAHAJSJ

you figure this wasnt such a bad thing and you werent allergic to these boys nyway so you let things happen, and let Atsumu scratch the top of your head while they were discussing things about you

:O

they werent talking mad things abt u nonono, they were talkin abt how strange you were acting when you’re literally one of the chill students in school,,, it was as if you were under a spell and suddenly you were in love with them lmao

Osamu proceeds to add the suspicion with the fact that he saw “you” staring at Atsumu during class like someone so lovestruck 

both you and Atsumu got goosebumps couple of the year amirite

so Osamu told him that this could just be a one-time thing (like strange conclusion but go off) and/or that you might’ve just confused him as your first crush lmao Osamu was just confusing himself but he was tryin his best to come up with explanations to ur behavior

so classes begin again,,, now Atsumu still dunno what to do with u ogling at him WHILE THE REAL YOU WAS A CAT WATCHING EVERYTHING FROM A TREE 

you was def ready to throw hands,, but thats a cat and ur against animal cruelty,,,,,,, tho its ur body anyway so whats the diff

meanwhile u coming up with a plan to end your housecat, Atsumu found you sitting on a tree and he was so shocked for his life bc last time he check he put you in a box with kitty snax, inside the gyms storage room, how in the world did you manage to get out from there??

the fake you sees you again while Atsumu was lookin at you from the window, and was enraged bc you’re taking the attention from her... hm

so you decided to face your stupid housecat head-on and get to the bottom of this bs and be grownups tgt bc no way are you just gonna donate your human life to an ungrateful animal

you look for the fake you at the back of the school, and now the Giorno theme is playing in the background sksk

“give me my body back”

“o pls can’t you just give me a one day chance?“

the audacity

“you ady stole it from me and you say this now?”

your housecat was smug enuff to tell you that she had the honors of asking a favor from a spirit cat who was the reason of all this,,, and who has also taken a liking to your human soul

your housecat just sold your human soul to a spirit cat 

so you just flew in the air to scratch your human face, you didn’t care anymore, its your body, whatever, the one experiencing the pain aint u anyway but your bitchy housecat that your mum seemed to have a deeper connection with than her own child

nyway that didn’t last long cause fake you was screaming help, other students found you two, and they got a hold of you while you were in your feral state and now you were terrified of possibly getting into the animal shelter fr,,,, fake you smirked at this possibility

until sum of ur school’s vball bois saw the commotion too and what do u know, Atsumu says that the cat is his and that he apologizes to the ruckus that the cat has done 

then it was your turn to smirk at fake you

so u spend time with Atsumu again for some odd reason that keeps the two of you tgt sweat drops looks away,,, you wonder why your mum’s cat is so attached and/or attracted to Atsumu like this???

you never remember them interacting at all since the very time you see them in the same scene is when you went to have your mum’s cat checked up in the vet and Atsumu was there with their dog too

whats happening

fast forward to dismissal, you’re quite thankful you werent in trouble, same as Atsumu since he managed to tell the other students to not tell anything to the teacher that he has a cat in school kdjsk sum rotten power he holds

but you decided to ditch him again and look for fake you

you found her talking to the spirit cat that she said,, so naturally you demanded said spirit cat to give your body back to you

the spirit cat smiled wider and says that, you haven’t finished your task yet if you want to get back to your original body, you have to wait till midnight

like what in the hell was that supposed to mean, you understood nOTHING

then your housecat goes and says “maybe i should extend my stay in this body, what do you think?”

SIS YOU WENT FERAL there is no way she’s staying in your body while you are sufferin like this, in which you do not deserve. watching your housecat ruin your life like its normal like cmon

“then if you’re gonna stay in my damn body then do it properly! don’t make me look like im a flirt!”

“i was never flirting with anyone!” 

“wdym?! you were staring at my classmate the entire time!”

“what was i supposed to do when its what your body felt like doing?!?!?”

...

w hAt

“what’cha screamin at the cat for, y/n?”

ATSUMU JUST ENTERED THE SCENE AS IF HE WAS INVITED AND PICKED THE CAT UP TRYING TO PROTECT IT AS IF WHAT HE WAS DOING WAS SO HELPFUL

“i’m not y/n”

NOW YOUR HOUSECAT JUST ADDED MORE GAS IN THE FLAME

“i’m y/n’s pet cat, that cat is y/n we switched bodies bc y/n has been neglected by her parents ever since i was taken for adoption... y/n has a crush on you so i just reacted the way her body wanted to react around you so i’m sorry i made you uncomfortable”

you couldn’t take the embarrassment anymore and jumped from Tsumu’s hands and ran your way to your house as fast as you can

you thought abt how stupid that was and how stupid you looked in front of him,, like pointing at a cat saying that thats the real you like who in the heaven’s name would believe bs like that

you were beyond embarrassed that you just want to sink into the ground and just disappear from life rn and never see Atsumu again,,, anyone is fine but Atsumu pls for the love of god

“well ofc its a narrower place”

didn’t you say anyone but Atsumu is fine pls for the love of god

“get outta there, i got yer mask”

he placed a mask beside you, so you chomped on that mask and pulled it out of the bush with you,, you see him there crouching down to your smol height, watching you in concern

you try to take off your mask yourself but it isnt working, you try to push your head to make your actual mask stick to your head but it isn’t working. nothing is working so you started crying in meow

now tsumu is just confused there and asked if he can comfort you,,, you glared at him like he was stupid 

“yer still a girl yknow, i gotta ask for consent”

how sweet 🥺

he started talking abt how he and ur housecat tried to talk it out with the creepy cat to get ur normal life back bc apparently you never wished for a deal with him even tho u desperately hated ur life at home, all in all spirit cat is a big ass scam, while he was unknowingly scratching the top of your head again but moving on

also that your housecat wanted to apologize to you bc she didnt want to take your life away from u, and that she never meant to hurt your feelings while running his hand down to your back and forgetting that you aren’t a real cat but again moving on

“is, is it true tho?”

?

“ya like me?”

dumass rly asked that while ur a cat lol 

“it’s a meow for me”

smoke escaped your nostrils like a bull, the stupid spirit cat was playin games withcha since he ady got exposed for his scams >:O

“ya just spoke”

you left Atsumu there with the mask between your teeths, dragging yourself back home, expecting to probably go back to normal once you wake up,,, but you have your mask back now hm

“don’tcha want sum help?”

k ykno he’s annoying when he wants to be but he literally had no reason to be annoying know i mean pls

“sure i like u it doesn’t m-”

you’re back to normal

“matter”

but wearing what you wore when you went to bed last night, in pajamas with no footwear, on the cold asphalt ground, blushing like a fool out of even more embarrassment, cursing at the spirit cat sum more from the back of your mind

that cat had no right to play match-maker after all that, even if he knew that Atsumu will naturally bring you hope since its night and give you a piggy-back ride since you had no slip-ons, asking for consent as well mind you

no right at all

stay tuned for more!

[doberbutts]

@sheprd

its hard to have a well rounded convo about this just cus of the reply character limit but no worries, no aggression taken and hopefully its clear from me as well. i dont feel strongly about this because i dont intend to alter any potential dog outside of the standard like that but;

basically, yes i do feel the same so long as its not hurting the dog (i dont know if the collie folds are detrimental or not, if they arent then same to that) personally i greatly value agency over all aspects of life and that includes my pets. for things that are exclusively aesthetic in nature i do think its a little ridiculous to get judgmental and upset at buyers for that

if it were something like a breeder wanted a dog to be shown and was open about that, but the owner made an alteration like that to the animal, then the issue isnt so much the alteration as it is the conflict of interest and breech of trust. im not trying to advocate for peoples right to go behind their breeders backs or anything. im specifically wishing breeders didnt mind it at all

i already do think that there are many things about breed standards i dont agree with, in particular over-emphasis on arbitrary aesthetics. i think its odd to believe that dogs can and should have their ears altered one way, but not the other, when neither shape serves any purpose to begin with (and there is already lots of variety to crop styles)

so yeah i still do just wish this wasnt something people would judge over, but we dont have to agree on that either! im not trying to advocate people breeding super out of standard, or even for animals with these alterations to be allowed in shows. just for owners to be able to do what they want with their animals. its the same as a breeder being upset at someone dying their dogs fur in my eyes

As you said we don’t have to agree on this point, but I do disagree with some of what you’ve said.

Dying a dog’s fur is a ridiculous thing to be upset about because that is temporary. Same with cutting the hair- for the most part, unless it damages the coat beyond repair. Hair grows back. Deliberately changing a dog’s ears (or any other form of their presentation) is permanent. That means there is no way to fix it if shit hits the fan.

I do think it is a breeder’s right (responsibility even) to care about how their dogs turn out, and someone who deliberately changes what that dog is supposed to look like because they thought it looked nice without telling the breeder would definitely be considered a breach of trust in my book (if I bred, which I don’t, so grain of salt time). There are plenty of dogs out there that look that completely out of standard and the response really is that if you wanted that look why not go with that dog (general you) instead of buying a dog that was going to look a certain way before you changed it.

Additionally while you may not put a lot of value into cropping styles, there is less variance in correct crops for a doberman than you might think. This is why doberman breeders who are decent crop their puppies prior to going home- to prevent people from getting a shitty crop from a vet that doesn’t know the correct style. They teach new owners how to train the ears to stand and provide help in person whenever possible. You may see dobes with a lot of variance but that is not what is intended. And we have found that dobes without perfectly standing cropped ears have a seriously reduced chance of being adopted if their first home doesn’t work out, whether in rescue or from a breeder. I’ve spoken on this blog before about how if the ears aren’t nice cropped or natural, then the dog is that much less likely to generate interest. A friend of mine ended up with a dog that was missing half his natural ear due to an injury specifically because no one wanted him due to the cosmetic defect. So yes, arbitrarily deciding that (general) you like the natural-but-standing look is great until you have to rehome your dog for whatever reason and suddenly no one is interested and your dog languishes in a rescue environment for years because of (general) your choice to permanently change (general) your dog’s ears.

Cropping also used to have a purpose, back when it was more commonplace and the style was drastically different, and while today’s modern crops are much longer and no longer functional you cannot say there is absolutely no reason for them to be done. Just because I specifically would not crop my dog if I had a choice in the matter doesn’t mean I don’t recognize the history and function behind the procedure, even if I think it’s silly to continue to rationalize today’s looooooooooooooong crops with the same thinking.

I understand what you’re saying as well- many people are not comfortable with a breeder of a dog having a say in what they can or cannot do with their dogs, and for the most part I totally empathize. This is one thing, however, that I would not blame a breeder for being upset over. Even if Sushi and Fae were not show dogs, their breeders would not be happy with me if I just decided to post Sushi’s ears or glue Fae’s down just because I thought they’d look cuter that way. Their immediate responses would likely be why not get a panda shepherd or a chi mix from a shelter if I wanted that type of look, I’m sure. Keep in mind that Fae I own outright so technically whatever I do with her IS my decision and legally speaking there’s really nothing her breeders can do about whatever I decide except if I don’t want her anymore I have to give her back to them. But we formed that relationship and trust in order for them to trust me with her, and doing something that drastic would be going back on that trust.

Something I find a bit... missing... on tumblr and no this is not just @ you here I promise, is that people really do not understand what it’s like to have that type of connection with the person who produced your dog. They trusted you with a dog they did not have to sell to you, a dog they loved before it was born, a dog they have high hopes for... and I think a lot of people on here are a little too caught up in wanting the freedom to do whatever they want whenever they want however they want without realizing that there is someone who loved that dog before you were in the equation that would like some form of say over big decisions like that.

[creekfiend]

Ive been thinking a lot about breed specific behavior traits and how they aren't always, or even usually, revealed by phenotype in mixed breeds. I usually see this brought up in the context of how useless breed specific legislation is, bc a dog can "look" like a pit mix or bully breed and not be. But the flip -- and imo even more dangerous -- side of that is that a dog can EASILY not look anything like a pitbull and actually be a pit mix, and have some really really dangerous behavior and temperament traits to go along with that that no one would guess from just looking.

Julia is a pit mix with several other bully breeds thrown in there and she looks absolutely nothing like a pitbull. She has a thick double coat and short legs and pointy ears and snout and most vets put her in their system as "corgi mix" before we had her tested. But she ACTS like a bully mix! A dog that looks like Julia could easily end up in a shelter system in an area with BSL and potential adopters would think that because of the laws and her appearance there was no way the dog they were adopting would have those behavior traits, but they would be wrong. Dangerously wrong, in this case!

I feel like there are 9000x more anecdotes floating around online that are like "my pit mix wouldnt hurt a fly" than anecdotes that are like "yeah my dog has tried to kill other dogs" for several reasons, one being that most people have not necessarily realistic views of their pets' temperaments and like to assume that because they love their pet, it would never do something that really frightens them. Another is that people who have pit mixes who ARE aggressive feel ashamed, like it reflects poorly on their character that they were not somehow able to magically change behavior traits that have been bred into a type of dog for like a hundred years. Like if your dog tries to murder other dogs you must not love it enough! or something.

Its true that sometimes training and socialization are neglected in these situations and this contributes to the problem but the fact is sometimes you have a dog and it just ... has behaviors that were bred into it. And those behaviors are not compatible with a life that does not involve murdering other dogs on purpose. I SAY THIS BECAUSE I HAVE SUCH A DOG, NOT BC I AM TRYING TO BE MELODRAMATIC ABOUT SECRET EVIL PITBULLS. i love my dog very much but she absolutely not only has VERY high dog aggression,  but she has that bully/terrier trait of getting "locked in" to attack/kill mode where getting her out of that mode again is insanely difficult, that tenacity and "gameness" that not all DA dogs have that makes DA a trillion times worse.

I call this "dark adhd" (ITS A JOKE BECAUSE I RECOGNIZE THAT KIND OF HYPERFOCUS IN MYSELF, just... not in the context of attempted murder) and I think it is even more relevant to the potential dangerousness of bully breed mixes than DA is bc i have known many dogs with DA but WITHOUT the dark adhd who mostly growl or snap at other dogs, or sometimes initiate fights but are able to cycle fairly quickly BACK OUT OF FIGHT MODE. Dogs who have been bred to have that "gameness" on top of the DA? holy shit. Guys when Julia goes after another of our dogs I can be physically removing them from the area and she will leap into the air to try to drag them back down to kill. I just pick Ella the dachshund mix up out of her range when they get into fights and Julia without fail does desperate dolphin leaps into the air to try to latch on and drag her back down. She just latches on and goes for Kill. A switch gets flipped in her brain and she VISIBLY is just like... in murder mode.

Training and socialization have resulted in a dog that doesnt go into this mode often. Julia lives in a household with a LOT of other dogs and 99% of the time she tolerates them quite well. She only stumbles when she is in really high stress situations (like right after a really long move, say...) and it isnt something that has ever resulted in tragedy because we are careful to manage it (and frankly also because we have been lucky. I feel like being lucky, or unlucky, is an underdiscussed element of this whole thing lol)

But when she DOES go into that mode.. holy shit

Anyway this is long and kind of rambley but. Bully breeds have Dark ADHD and pit mixes dont always look like pit mixes. Is my takeaway

[im-the-punk-who]

Now, we don’t have time to unpack all of that 

i’m seriously...so tired of being alone lmao. and i know everyone is - we’re all alone right now. but my alone-ness started before the pandemic - in fact i was just starting to be ready to climb out of it when this whole thing hit, and i’ve been stuck in a place i’m ready to move on from with no real way to do so. 

Steve got all the friends in the breakup. all but maybe four friends have either stopped talking to me completely, or only in that vague facebook way when i ask directly for help. I’ve lost probably 90% of the personal connections I made during the last five years. And I can’t make any new ones, not only because of the pandemic, but because i’m terrified of...what will happen when I inevitably fail again. I know i’m not good at making and keeping friends. It wasn’t ever something i was taught how to do, seeing as i never stayed in one place long enough to have them when i was growing up. i learned to be alone, and depend on myself. i learned that trusting other people was how you got hurt, and ostracized, and hurt, and hurt. 

and i really have tried? i have tried and tried and tried to tell people this, to make them understand that to be my friend means to accept this, to TELL me when i’m not being a good friend, or when i’m going too long talking to them. when they feel ignored. when i do something insensitive. 

and yet all i get is ‘oh no i would never do that to you, i’ll never leave you, well I love you and i understand and i think youre great.’

and it’s. god it’s so disheartening because then when i DO inevitably fuck up, push things to far because i get hyperfixated and nothing else matters- not even the boundaries of the people i care about - i’m the bad guy. i’ the one who didnt listen. im the one who didnt care. i’m the one who left, who was too insensitive.

and i’m not saying i am not or wasnt those things. i was. but i try - god i always fucking TRY to explain at the outset that i am like this because i have no frame of reference to be anything else. that i am trying but i need HELP. i dont need understanding, and while compassion is nice and love is great, what i need sometimes is a slap over the head.

and yet every time i get this. ‘i’ll never leave you’ - at this point i’m so conditioned to losing people that say this, I accept that at the point someone says that to me, the relationship is over. 

Steve said that to me six months into when we were dating. I knew the night we got together we weren’t going to work. but for three years i hung onto the hope that if i tried hard enough to change myself, that if i hung on that the kinks would iron out. i was fucking stupid. i was really, really fucking stupid. i wish i had been more honest, and open, and i wish i hadn’t tried so hard to insist that it was just trauma, or immaturity, or that we would grow into being able to cooexist.

The sun peeks over the horizon in a futile attempt to catch a glimpse of the night sky that is now retreating in its presence, for no two things so entirely opposite could ever coexist in the same place at the same time.

I wonder how that escaped our notice for so long.

i’m obsessed with trying to grow and fix and heal and try. i fail, but i am always trying. steve excels at accepting themselves for who they are. their flaws are their flaws and they are okay with that. 

like i said. this wasn’t news to me in 2016, and it sure as hell wasn’t news in 2019. 

i am feeling abandoned and hopeless and now, without a way forward since any funds and all the work i put into myself over the past 8 years - believing if i was successful enough and i could at least hold up my financial stability as proof that i was different (from my siblings, since my parents always said the reason they would never loan me money was because my siblings were all deadbeats who had never paid them back a dime) - believing that if I at least had that, i could accept that personally i was a failure. that it wouldn’t be a failure if i had something to balance the scales. i am dreading the emotional response when my credit score - which was finally consistently in the high 700s and low 800s, plummets to 680 because i have maxed out every source of money i have trying to stay alive and keep my pets alive, with vet bills and a roof over out heads. it seems small and inconsequential and it shouldn’t matter so much. but it does. that number represents years of sacrifice. that number represents the fact that i was getting somewhere. that i had value i could measure(which may seem unhelpful, but it was. it was beyond helpful for my self esteem and confidence to know i had assets i could use to help myself and those i cared about.)

and now i’ve lost both and i know the mountain is not unclimbable and i know the path i have to take and i know i can make it. but it also means i know the rocks i will stumble on, i know the caves that smell like death i will have to shelter in. i know the cold and damp i will endure. i know how many times i will stumble and fall and bleed and cry and scar. i’m fucking tired, and i’m alone, and knowing it gets better doesn’t make it any easier. knowing how to make it better doesn’t make it any quicker or less painful. and there is still that pesky thing called personal relationships that i will once again have to put aside to stabilize my financial life. again. 

i am bitter. i am trying not to be. but i am. i’m so fucking bitter that i am never going to get an apology, or even an acknowledgment of the fact that the hurt went both ways. that i am going to be the bad guy to people who said (not just steve) that they would love me and would understand and would support me. that i did not even warrant an explanation to their disappearance, as if my sins themselves were explanation enough. as if i know what i did and am the only one at fault. i still see pictures of steve alongside the people i still think of as my friends and they look happy and like they are at least not alone, and i have not heard from anyone since before the start of this year. 

no matter what i do it always leads to the same outcome.

I am so goddamn fucking tired. i am trying not to panic. i am trying so hard to be conscious of the patterns i will fall into. of the patterns i fell back into with steve. i am writing everything down in the hopes that if i survive this i will be able to track myself better. to be more aware of myself. 

sorry means nothing if you don’t change your behavior. 

sorry isnt what i want. it’s never what i want. i want to see that no one will go through what you put me through. what we put ourselves through. 

i am feeling very alone, and i wish i had something to hold onto, someone i could talk to who would understand. but they’re all gone. i dont want to open up to anyone anymore. 

and i know this wouldnt be as bad if i could make some new friends, if i was working, if i had something i could do to throw my focus into. i’ve always been great at distraction.

anyway my plan is to get super drunk on shitty beer in the true fashion of my alcoholic family lineage because i’ve given up on healthy coping mechanisms. those didn’t work, so at least these ones feel better. 

[ohdeerlings]

mushi hime rant hahahhaahfdsjh

just posting my long-winded summary i typed immediately after finished reading to talk about how bad it was; it ended up a lot longer than i intended and now i feel like i should at least keep what i put effort into typing =___=

so it starts with this guy who's been getting recurring nightmares of a girl who shapeshifts into a monster with a huge mouth and teeth eating him

one day a transfer student comes in and looks exactly like her(already outplayed trope of having dreams for no reason of reality that doesnt ever get explained, and it happens lots of times throughout

)around the same time strange events start happening around town: ex, truck driver found by police with markings of a mass insect attack, dogs and pets all getting attacked by swarms of ants and filling up the vet hospitals

the narrative goes back and forth btwn:

- the guy's (Ryoichi's) POV in class where he's just not approaching her and wary of her bc of his dream; he's Not Like Other Boys who get all horny over her bc she's perfect (beautiful, smart, mysteriously quiet, physically adept)

- and btwn this stereotypically wacky/eccentric scientist who was consulted by the police with the first caseturns out the scientist has been tracking down a series of seemingly unrelated murders that follow a clear path ending at Ryoichi's town

throughout the story there's some not so subtle dialogues about the earth going through global warming and species dying

the scientist spiels to some insignificant characters about how humans arent long for this earth, etc etc and how insects are amazing because of their adaptational abilities

he seems to know the transfer student girl, Kikuchi and is trying to track her down

meanwhile kikuchi is character-developed as some clearly dangerous but morally compromised monster-human hybrid who Only Preys on Bad Guys or people around at the wrong time

she gets hit on by some lecherous perv who asks her to karaoke and she actually agrees

there she straddles him and starts kissing him and then these tentacle things come ouit of her throat and go into his mouth

he slumps over and she leaves

the scientist-investigator duo are closing in on her and find the security camera tapes, from that they get a picture and show it around town to try to locate her

meanwhile Ryoichi is still like wow she's Scary and I'm Not Like Other Boys

then he happens to see her just as the old man from the karaoke bar (who seems to have not been killed and is just stumbling around acting drugged) finds her and attacks her

a fucking needle spike comes out of her arm and she defends herself by stabbing him and puncturing his skull and killing him

he sees all that and shes like well guess you're my hostage now and takes him to his house

she's also attracted to him inexplicably, partially because He's Not Like Other Boys and shes like WHY ISNT HE SECRETING PHEROMONES FOR ME(she can smell that

)then there's a weird "erotic" scene where she forces him onto the bed and deep throats him with her mouth tentacles

then there's just a LOT of dialogue thrown at us at once with the scientist just explaining a shit ton to his investigation partner whose character clearly only exists for hte sake of exposition

turns out he had a colleague when he worked on a super secret gov funded experiment called biosphere 2 where they sealed off a forest and bombed it with radiation and pollution n shit

they found that it endured a lot at first and it was because of the bugs (?) that it did until the bugs disappeared and were nowhere to be found, then the forest just died

they looked around and found mutated bugs sleeping inside the earth

his colleague had a daughter back then with a terminal illness so out of desperation he injected the dna of the mutated insects into her, hoping their resilience would change her body to survive the illness

so she lived but she was clearly not human, farming off of her dad - she wasnt able to produce endorphins anymore so her tentacle things would secrete an enzyme to get hte host to produce lots of endorphins and she would take it, creating a dependency

bc she was the only of her species to exist she felt a need to procreate so she also kept trying to mate with her dad 

then we find out that her dad had an identical twin who was raised by foster parents - and thats Ryoichi's dad, making Ryoichi and Kikuchi technically cousins, and genetically half-siblings

so thats why she was Inexplicably drawn to that town, and to him

she was wandering through japan because at some point her dad tried to kill her for humanity's sake, but bc of a random flood their town was wiped out and he wasnt able to kill her and she disappeared/survived the flood thanks to her ability to mutate in environmental changes

meanwhile she's been keeping him hostage to feed off of his endorphins and creating a dependency in him for the enzymes she would give him

until his mom accidentally comes into his room and sees, then she runs away and dies falling down the stairs lol

then he's all like ytou're a monster!!!!! and she threatens to kill the girl-next-door character in his friend group who seemed to have a thing for him/vice versa

so he's like: ill do anything just spare her!!!! 

so she forces him to answer the door when his friends are like why havent u been going to class and tell them to fuck off/be a dick to them

while theyre walking outside after to go somewhere else the scientist sees the girl (Chiken) and is like hEY you look sad and depressed there's nothing possibly else that could make u feel like that except having your childhood crush abducted by a halfhuman-half locust succubus

he shows her the picture and she recognizes her and leads him back to the house

then he gets a rifle to try to shoot her and theres a whole fight scene where she uses her pheromones to call upon the insects to swarm

ryoichi is useless because he found his moms corpse lying in the bathtub getting consumed by maggots she asked to fully decompose the body

then the scientist gets a couple shots in and fends her off, meanwhile random police get in the way to stop what looks just like a home invasion and she disappears

they take ryoichi into the hospital bc all the endorphin harvesting and brain fuckery has him weak

then ryoichi's dad comes in and is like how do you recognize who i am!! to the scientist who explains

oh yeah that's the point at which we find out ryoichi and kikuchi are related

and then he's still having dreams where she vores him and he's both horrified and wants it

meanwhile entire city is getting swarmed by insects in a disaster scene with society breaking down etc etc

kikuchi tracks them down by following ryoichi's scent (?)

then they have one last battle where they try to use the dad as a distraction bc he looks identical to her dead father

and somehow the scientist just FINDS specific chemicals/enzymes to throw on her and weaken the part of her thats an insect

also earlier before she got there he  whips out the mutant insect dna out of nowhere? like the extremely valuable dna that he should have no business just finding/still carrying around

and is like

hey lets inject ourselves with this because humanity is getting wiped out and attacked by insects rn anyway, the only way to live i sto adapt

but no one does it (lmao pointless inclusion) 

then they defeat her in a big struggle with ryoichi getting farmed on by her again and instead of just taking it has a Miraculous realization past the drugs that oh no this person is killing everyone i love

and CHOMPS on her tentacle thigns while their mouths are connected

scientist injuects her with more random dna he has to compromise her mutant dna and the insect swarming stops bc of the internal biological shit happening and she's writhing oon the ground

then looks like she dies

they try to escape the basement theyve been in because its suddenly flooding (no reason lmfao)

on the way out they get stopped by a teacher that she pricked with her spike earlier on who's been missing from school and his "insect bite" changed his behavior/ultimately made him into a different part human part bug who tries to kill them

then kikuchi who -surprise- hadnt died!@!! shows up again but now she's blond and looks almost exactly like Ryoichi (who is blond) because the thing the scientist injected in her enabled her to adapt to the water and she's still a  mutatn but Less Evil Somehow and he's like i thOUGHT U DIED.... I ACTUALLY LOVE YOU.. 

then epilogue is the scientist goign through his life normally and the city is recovered from the insect swarm and he sees another random global warming thing in the news and is like

“its only a matter of time before humanity perishes, but now is not that time....we're good.............,,,,,,,for now...and i know somewhere underwater something of humanity's legacy will live on”

and it cuts to ryoichi and kikuchi hugging in a very Shape of Water way underwater with tentacle thigns cause they went to live in the ocean

then there s a bad window for a sequel showing the teacher guy - SURPRISE - not actuially dead and crunching on humans in a sewer somewhere

STILL A FUN READ

[bloojayoolie]

Being Alone, Beautiful, and Cars: HERA 0 45502 4 yrs old 49 Ibs Sweet girlwho jist needs a little TLC Staten Islod Aknal TO BE KILLED - 11/13/2018 So gentle and sweet ~ Hera, a mixed Breed Pooch that can use some TLC <3 A staff member writes: Hera is a sweet girl who just needs a little extra TLC. She is a little timid, as this environment is new to her, but after a bit of time and lots of love, she opens right up to the staff members who take her outside to play. Hera needs time to warm up, but I have no doubt that she will soon blossom into the royalty that her name suggests that she is! Come meet her at the Staten Island location today! A Volunteer writes: We know that Hera didn't have the greatest home life. We noticed a nice size scar on top of her head, that appears to be some kind of slice from a sharp object. She's a little shy of men at first, for good reason, but she really loves the ladies! Hera has come a long way since she first came in. Someone did take the time to train her with basic commands. She knows sit, down, stay, and paw. Hera needs a new place now, and she needs a NH rescue to pull her. Hera's owner is claiming that she bit his daughter back in August. Why wasn't she surrendered back then? If only Hera could talk! Another volunteer notes: Hera is an owner surrender, who is starting to adjust to a life without a home. I don't think she has had it easy. A volunteer writes on 11/01/18 Hera has opened up since her surrender by her owner a few days ago. Hera was fearful, and very shy. We believe she didn't have the greatest life in her former home. Because of her surrender notes, she is available to NH rescues only. She is trusting her new family of staff and volunteers now, so let's not let her down. Hera just wants to be a companion, to someone that will treat her with respect and kindness. A staff member notes: Hera has been wonderful with entire staff and loves to see everyone. Hera´s volunteers post on 11/11/18 Like a fine wine, Hera gets better with time! She's still hanging in there, thanks to staff and volunteers for speaking up for her. Just watch and see the progress she has made over the last week. She's a beautiful dog who wasn't handled correctly in her last home. Hera is a true underdog who won't go down without a fight! https://www.facebook.com/sishelterdogs/videos/1930364723667279/ Please watch gentle Hera´s lovely VIDEOS <3 https://www.facebook.com/sishelterdogs/videos/182887642630897/ https://www.facebook.com/sishelterdogs/videos/493460254475680/ https://www.facebook.com/sishelterdogs/videos/282738729024737/ https://www.facebook.com/sishelterdogs/videos/1930364723667279/ Hera ID# 45502 Staten Island Animal Care Center Age: 4 years old Female brown / white , Weight: 49 lbs. Owner Surrender Reason stated: Child Conflict Intake Date: 10-25-2018 SHELTER ASSESSMENT ~ NEW HOPE ONLY No children (under 13) OWNER NOTES: Basic Information: Hera is a 4 year old female large breed mix that was report to have an ear infection. Previous owner has had the dog for 4 yrs. but will no longer have Hera because she had bitten the previous owners daughter in the face (months back). Previously lived with: 2 adults, 1 child How is this dog around strangers? Previous owner is unsure about how Hera would be around strangers. How is this dog around children? Hera lived with an 8 yr old child but there was no information given except in regards to the bite incident. How is this dog around other dogs? No information was given about Hera interacting with other dog so her behavior is unknown. How is this dog around cats? Hera has never been exposed to cats so behavior around them is unknown. Resource guarding: It is unknown how Hera would react if her food or bowl is touched while eating. Hera isnt bothered when any treat or toy is taken from her or when she is pushed or pulled off furniture. Hera is afraid of having baths, having her coat brushed or nails trimmed. Bite history: In August 2018, Hera had bitten a child. Housetrained: Yes Energy level/descriptors: High energy Has this dog ever had any medical issues? Yes Medical Notes Ear infection For a New Family to Know Hera is described as anxious. When in the home, Hera is the type to be in the same room. Hera likes chewy toys & rope toys. She likes to play tug. Hera was kept mostly indoors and was fed dry & wet dog food. According to previous owner, Hera is house-trained and would rarely have any accidents. Hera usually goes to the bathroom on the grass. When left alone in the home, Hera would be well-behaved. Hera has never been put into a crate. Hera knows commands sit, come, down, stay, give paw, and heel. For exercise, she enjoyed slow with the previous owner. On the leash, Hera can pull hard and when she would not be let off the leash. BEHAVIOR NOTES Upon Intake Behavior during intake: Hera's body was slightly tense but her tail was wagging slowly. She seemed timid and nervous. She was whining. Owner was warning staff to keep their distance and recommended the use of a muzzle because he doesn't know how she will react. Hera allowed to be leash and placed in a kennel without any displays of concerning behavior. STAFF NOTE: Hera was brought to us because the owner was nervous around his young daughter since Hera bit the daughter months back. Hera does best outside her kennel and warms up to staff members that are giving her attention. Means of surrender (length of time in previous home): Owner surrender Previously lived with: 2 adults, 1 child (age 8) Behavior toward strangers: Unknown Behavior toward children: Unknown Behavior toward dogs: Unknown Behavior toward cats: Unknown Resource guarding: None reported Bite history: Yes, without warning Hera bit 8 year old child in the home in the face. The child sustained one puncture wound until her eye. Housetrained: Yes Energy level/descriptors: Anxious with a high energy level Date of assessment: 29-Oct-2018 Summary: Due Hera's previous bite history combined with her overall hesitancy to interact in the care center, she is not an appropriate candidate on whom to conduct an assessment on. Date of intake: 25-Oct-2018 Summary: Tense, whining, slight wag at times Date of initial: 25-Oct-2018 Summary: Tense, tail tucked though tolerated handling ENERGY LEVEL: Hera is reported to have a high energy level in her previous home environment. BEHAVIOR DETERMINATION: NEW HOPE ONLY Recommendations: No children (under 13) Place with a New Hope partner Recommendations comments: No children (under 13): In her previous home, Hera was reported to have bitten a child, triggers remaining unknown; for this reason we believe she may be best set up to succeed in an adult only home. Place with a New Hope partner: Though she has shown slight improvement, Hera continues to remain fearful in the care center and wary of approach and some handling. In her previous home environment, Hera was reported to have bitten the resident child in the face which resulted in one puncture wound. Because the trigger remains unknown and it is unclear as to whether Hera displayed any warning signals, we believe she may be best set up to succeed in an experienced adult only foster home. The behavior department recommends allowing for a period of decompression to allow Hera to acclimate comfortably to a new home environment where her behavior can be appropriately assessed before placement into a permanent home. Force-free, reward based training is highly advised as well as safe and appropriate management. Potential challenges: Fearful/potential for defensive aggression Multiple-bite history/risk of future aggression Potential challenges comments: Bite history/risk of future aggression: Due to her overall fearful behavior, Hera may escalate more rapidly to threatening behavior when she feels uncomfortable. Hera needs careful behavior modification and management to prevent future bites. We recommend only force-free, reward-based training methods for Hera as more aversive techniques are likely to increase fear and increase the risk of aggression. ENRICHMENT 10.26.2018 6:37pm Outside with Hera and she had jumped in my lap and allowed petting. She then went to do her own thing, came back to me and put her head in my lap and let me pet her again. She also did well on the leash she also stayed when I had said stay, and continued walking when I said lets go. 10.27.2018 11:20am I gave Hera a enrichment kong. She allowed me to hold it while she ate it she also allowed petting while she was eating it. I put it down in her kennel and she allowed me to continue petting her. Also allowed me to pick the treat back up. 10.27.2018 3:00pm Took Hera for a walk, nervous, didn't like the cars, flags. She was very nervous with the cats as well. Brought her into the backyard and she was calmer, allowed petting and stood up and leaned on me and a staff member. 10/30/18 3:07PM Hera was easily leashed and led from her kennel to the yard. In the yard she solicited attention and allowed prolonged petting on her back. She approached another staff member and sat but then returned to the first for attention. She was easily roped and had to be coaxed to return her into her kennel. 11/7/18 4:44pm Hera easily came out of the kennel. While in the backyard Hera was chewing on a rawhide bone. She allowed petting while chewing on the bone, she also allowed me to take the leash off of her while she was chewing on the bone. She kept a loose body and her tail up the entire time in the yard.Other staff members came into the backyard and Hera ran to the gate wagging her tail. Hera easily went back into her kennel. Indemnity/Waiver: Hera is a four year old tan and black medium mixed breed dog. She was surrendered by her owner due to her having a bite history. Hera had lived with 2 adults and one child. The previous owner stated that he is unsure of how she would be around strangers. Upon intake, Hera was tense but allowed handling by staff, including Vet Services. The potential adopter needs to be aware that no behavior assessment was performed on Hera pre-adoption, so we cannot speak to her potential for future aggression. Hera also did not go into dog playgroups, so we have not observed her play style with other dogs. The adopter needs to assume all responsibility for behaviors that may arise in the home and provide any appropriate positive reinforcement training, management, or behavior modification that Hera may need going forward. MEDICAL EXAM NOTES 31-Oct-2018 kennel staff noted she has been drooling excessively, still BAR. diarrhea improving r/o: nauseous vs open tx: cerenia inj sq 2.0 mls 29-Oct-2018 Exam: watery, liquid brown mucousy diarrhea r/o: parasites,vs dietary indiscretion,vs stress colitis, vs food allergy vs open plan: metro, pred and baytril - reassess in 5 days 29-Oct-2018 Exam: bilateral otitis externa, otitis media plan: gentizol Q12, baytril PO and Pred PO reassess in 7 days. concern for stenotic ear canals due to chronic inflammation 28-Oct-2018 Tech Exam Watery diarrhea seen in the kennel. Scheduled for Vet Check tomorrow. 27-Oct-2018 Tech Exam Abrasion on nose from rubbing on cage. Contacted. Dr Zaari. Prescribed Trazadone 5 mg/kg PO BID x 14 days and increased exercise. If bleeding increases, use elizabethan collar. 27-Oct-2018 Tech Exam L V T Notes: 12:13 PM Abrasion on nose from rubbing on cage. No tx necessary. if bleeding increases or abrasion gets worse - will use elizabethan collar to prevent rubbing Per Diem 25-Oct-2018 LVT Intake Exam Microchip Scan: Negative Evidence of Cruelty: No Observed Behavior:Scary , nervous tense , shows tail between hind legs, But allowed to handle. Sex:Female Estimated Age: 4 y/o Subjective: describe how he animal is presenting and any known history Eyes:wnl Ears: possible Ear infection , Scheduled for DVM tomorrow to check AU Oral Exam:wnl Abdomen:wnl Musculoskeletal:wnl Mentation:wnl Preliminary Assessment: Possible Ear infection. Plan: Needs behavior assessment * TO FOSTER OR ADOPT * HOW TO RESERVE A “TO BE KILLED” DOG ONLINE (only for those who can get to the shelter IN PERSON to complete the adoption process, and only for the dogs on the list NOT marked New Hope Rescue Only). Follow our Step by Step directions below! PLEASE NOTE – YOU MUST USE A PC OR TABLET – PHONE RESERVES WILL NOT WORK! * STEP 1: CLICK ON THIS RESERVE LINK: https://newhope.shelterbuddy.com/Animal/List Step 2: Go to the red menu button on the top right corner, click register and fill in your info. Step 3: Go to your email and verify account \ Step 4: Go back to the website, click the menu button and view available dogs Step 5: Scroll to the animal you are interested and click reserve STEP 6 ( MOST IMPORTANT STEP ): GO TO THE MENU AGAIN AND VIEW YOUR CART. THE ANIMAL SHOULD NOW BE IN YOUR CART! Step 7: Fill in your credit card info and complete transaction HOW TO FOSTER OR ADOPT IF YOU CANNOT GET TO THE SHELTER IN PERSON, OR IF THE DOG IS NEW HOPE RESCUE ONLY! You must live within 3 – 4 hours of NY, NJ, PA, CT, RI, DE, MD, MA, NH, VT, ME or Norther VA. Please PM our page for assistance. You will need to fill out applications with a New Hope Rescue Partner to foster or adopt a dog on the To Be Killed list, including those labelled Rescue Only. Hurry please, time is short, and the Rescues need time to process the applications.

[nadiya-m]

(Dont judge before reading the whole writing).

May 18th 2021

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What is my worth?

Do some see me as human being or lower me to a level where they name me as their pet? Cat or dog? As if synchronized even?

Did I became someone's toy? Puppet? While not knowing anything about this? Because truly, I feel robotized.

Being watched 24 hours a day. 7 days a week. "They" even see me nude. And my own family gets so brainwashed and drugged I am afraid that they forget about me as being their own daughter. I see their minds vanishing away. As they put in other memories about me or who I should be. I see no other answer. I know them the best. And my youngest oldest brother is too scared to say a true thing. I can only see it in their eyes and he knows. So he barely looks at me, directly.

I am called the devil by the people who raised me. These people are my parents.

I am being called cat and dog by people who didnt raised me. These people are nothing to me.

When I eat I hear my, our, horror cat someone I dont want to put on a level to name him my ex but I do now, miauwing. I have to live now by force with our cat in my apartment. In order for safety i would during pregnancy sleep seperate. As I would otherwise get attacked and worse out of my sleep sometimes. I brought my cat to the vet because I was feeling sorry for my cat a bit as I was too poor to actually have a cat. That man convinced me that our cat didnt needed vaccins. Or when having a vlooienplaag in the house not any treatment needed. I would give my cat treatment. And so brought my cat to the vet. With almost no money. After breaking up it all became a hell. As if being punished. Still my cat is waiting for his owner to come. After our cat accomplished his job maybe. Do I want to know? I dont like being attacked in my face as it many times happend out of nowhere or when just opening the door of the toilet or so. Or when saying something rude to myself about the owner of our cat. Actually, the truth sounds rude to others when they cant stand it. I know someone truly can love when that person stands the truth and appreciates honesty.

I feel sorry for living creatures to be made as propety of those who dont know much about love. And look for those who learn and search for love as their target. Do they hate beauty? I sometimes question myself. In this case "they" are those who sended me a postcard before mothersday from my son with "from us" on it. Naming no ones name. No daddy to be named.

But "us". So I call them: they. As they are a group. I am afraid. Who do such things to many. And dont love in a natural way. Can I say that?

My son was showing on the photograph to be in a poor state. Malnutrition showing as he looks to be not growing properly when I look at this shoulders. Clothes he still can wear that I bought for him as newborn while he is born in October 27th 2020. 6plus months. And still newborn clothes? When I gave birth they gave me clothes as present for 6 months. I knew enough somewhere. Was I allowed to show care and love as mother? To be a mother myself? A parent? To give attention to our son? To someone else? What are we as humans without care, attention and so love in this way? No one wish to raise his child with hate. That will bring dictators to the world. I always knew.

So plan A didnt worked out that well.

Brainwash me and drug me in a way that I would become their pet.

Plan B is to make me homeless and mommy said I would become a whore in Amsterdam. A slut. Many times these month they almost accomplished to make me homeless. And made me "missing" from the radar while just being at home according to the police.

I have no phone. As I buy it and they hack it in a way that it isnt my phone anymore. They decide who I can reach out to. And take even over the chats with my parents. As they cant speak Dutch properly are close to none. They have access to my house. I live in Megen where I have to live with elderly people facing their last stage of life in a bejaardenhuis/verzorgingshuis. With a beautiful view. No, not the church but the clouds. Beautiful clouds I can daydream on. I see beauty everyday while I should see darkness. I am grateful for this gift that I still am able to see beauty.

Proudly I am African. Somali. I see myself as citizen of the world. As I dont know where I truly belong to. I feel a connection to the world. With Mother Nature. I care about Mother Nature as if almost a mother. And everything that lives I see as having feel too. Even if this isnt scientifically proven yet. What do we know? What do I know? Almost nothing. What is a good thing somewhere. Be curious enough to go after the real thing I would say. And the truth. To find out the meaning and worth of life and beauty. With no weird psychology. No racism. No hate. No underestimating of me, a lady. Now 25 years. Born on the last day of November in 1995. Oss, North-Brabant, The Netherlands.

I should be recylced they say.

"Please recycle!"

Hobbies such as photography, writing and sketching is been taken away from me. Animals dont show such human activity isnt?

I wonder when they are going to teach me how to miauw or woof while I am about to metaphorically make the next Mona Lisa or Vermeers Girl with the pearl. Well, I make pensketches. I paint with ink or pencil. It runs in my blood to paint but I never got lessons. To poor. I make abstracts with paint instead.

Somali people before war used to be free. And open minded. At least more than now.

As being robotized (only when near them) lady and citizen of the world, no dog, no cat, no monster, no ghost, no devil. But as Nadiya Mohado. Hi. To THE WORLD i got to know by watching documentary's. NatGeo and BBC. The list is endless. After reading their magazine I got from my dad in 2009 everything changed for me. I want to become a journalist and write. Discover the world. I get to see a whole different world meanwhile. Maybe that is needed in order to know more about what some hide for others. I feel like writing a whole book in one week to reflect on love and life. And modern slavery. Cause I am caughed as many others in this. And still I question about love and life. Waiting to see if true journalists still work as they should work. Hear both sides of the story. Instead of manipulated work as they are not live there. I watch and learn. And so I learn more about life. And love.

Many attemps I have witnessed. Torturements. I still love. Still believe. Still look for the real thing if we talk about love.

I have felt connections of beautiful souls I met during severe ilness. Doctors. They would save my life in secret behind my back or made deals with these people so I could live longer. We had by accident a thing going on. They were older. It never came to touch. I dont approach men. Gentlemans I wait for. But someone blocks their way and break their hearts and mine a bit. I get to hear what lies they have heard as they force me to still go there while I refuse to. These people find it funny or so to play with feel as they dont feel on our levels. I try to take distance as much as I can in order for safety as they have important jobs. If there were not any feelings involved I would go to court and make money on them. But I cant. Now. So I blame it on love somewhere as I know they still believe in these lies. Maybe its better. I dont want to cause more trouble. They need their focus, and I think its not for me to say how these things go. I am just 25. And patient for love. Mother Nature or I dont know what force made us almost fall in love. Almost.

- I wish to dance in the rain. Wash my sorrows away from yesterday. Make place for better days. And start the day with what I hope one day the love of my life saying goodmorning to me with warmth and touch only true lovers or soulmates are able to feel.

I feel a connection. For a long time now. Through these times I still havent give up on love.

I love now in silence. I am not in love but will wait. Patiently. Love in this could mean anything. Love romantically, and broadly to show care and be good for others.

- So, still patiently enough to wait.

Here I wait.

Nadiya M...

[succulent-pup-blog]

Please tell me about Sniffles.

hhhhough okay.

she was around 13 years old so thats like 91 years old according to the probably myth. 

She was a runt, short breed,tricolor beagle that my parents got me because I was a only child and they (rightfully I mean look at me now) worried about my mental well being. 

I named her sniffles because when they let all the puppies out of the kennel they all ran to food but her, she came up to me and sniffed me. All the puppies had worms. 

Because she lived with worms for probably a good portion of her puppyhood she was obsessed with food until her very last breath. She nearly killed herself multiple times getting into the garbage, or eating a whole deep dish pizza. Chicken was her absolute favorite. She also ate a friends of mine’s bottle of pills last year and nearly died. 

She also slept a lot. I have so many pictures of her sleeping, and she was a ugly cute sleeper. 

Honestly she was a little sassy,conniving, bitch but I absolutely loved her. She was my baby. She’d do anything for food and would memorize where you placed food and go find it when you forgot about it hours later.

We slept on the bed together at night around when I was 13. I remember the first time I realized she was actually sleeping in bed with me, I still get a warm feeling.

She had a crook in her tail because it got slammed in a door one time by me when I was a child. My dad use to tease me and said I did it on purpose and that really bothered me.

Her bark was so fucking awful, it would literally hurt my ears.It was cute and fitting at the same time as well though.

As she got older she lost her hearing and was a little blind. This did not stop her from getting into food. 

This spring break was when I lost her. I came home from college and the first thing I noticed is she wasnt there to greet me. My parents told me she wasnt eating and thats the sign something was wrong, thats what happened when she gave herself a overdose with Aleve. 

The vet called us back and said she had a bleeding tumor in her, and that she probably wouldnt survive the night, I havent even been home 4 hours when I got the news. My parents asked me what I wanted to do; I could keep her overnight and have her die in my arms or put her down that day. I said I wanted to put her down that day because I didnt want her to suffer, with the blood loss she was having issues getting enough oxygen and the last thing I wanted was her to suffocate to death.

We had to wait another two hours to put her down, so I got to spend some personal time with her. In that time frame I just cuddled with her and cried tbh, I let her walk around and do as she pleased as well. She would stumble from time to time, and pant when doing anything slightly exhausting. My dad took some pictures but I looked so miserable I asked him to crop me out. The last major thing I did with her is gave her a few table spoon fulls of chicken salad. She was so surprised and ecstatic when I did that. She acted like her normal self between this time period but I knew we couldnt keep her overnight, I just knew...

I dont know if you know the putting down process but its 3 steps. First they just put them to sleep. I distinctly remember when she was given that shot, I put her head in a better position and as I pet and kissed it she groaned like “leave me alone mom im trying to sleep.” Its funny and really cute, the last time I laughed with something she did. The next two shots are what actually stop the animals heart, the first one slows it and then the next one actually stops it. Hers stopped with the first shot which isnt typical. I feel like she was waiting for me to come back and see her one last time to actually pass away, and it means so much to me. She was given the second shot for safety. Through the putting down process that was the only time I saw my stone hearted women of vet actually show emotion. She didnt cry but held her head, bowed, on sniffles side. I should have left after she was confirmed gone but I just couldnt. I continued stroking her her ear and telling her how much I love her and miss her. Her ear was the softest part of her. I finally left when the ear I was stroking went cold and I couldnt stand feeling the cold anymore.

I got her cremated, something I dont know how im going to come up with the money for tbh, and shes currently in my room back home. I plan on spreading her ashes this summer in spots that were her favorite; The plum tree she’d gorge herself by, The alley trashes she’d run away to go smell, and this privacy bush we have against the fence that she made a tunnel underneath where she’d sniff around and honestly eat bird shit under. 

The first few nights I had to sleep in a bed alone were fucking awful.

My mom’s dog would go around the house and try to find out where she went. Last weekend my parents visited and I asked Goose where Sniffles was and he checked outside the hotels window, it was sad and touching. She hated him but he absolutely loved her. When I went back to dorm I cried because it hurt not having a visit from my dog, it was nice seeing Goose but it wasnt the same. 

This is really just a sad and whiny story im sorry.

[hopehedgehog]

We need to talk about Mimes

I’ve seen so many posts about clown care, but there are so much more misconceptions about Mimes that people need to know about!!

First, Mimes are considered an EXOTIC pet, make sure your vet care specializes in exotic pets. Mimes were created through selective breeding, and therefore a domestic breed, it cannot thrive in the wild! Their quiet and timid nature makes it seem like its a perfect first-clown-owner pet, but it really isnt!  jocks, jesters and even the smaller Mardi Gras breed are better first time pets. while Mimes, clowns, and Harlequins are for more experienced caretakers.

Make sure you feed your mime well, they need at least a handful of escargot a day and a glass of wine, ONLY if its a pure bread, more locally bread Mimes have come to like more local foods and home brewed beverages. Please check if your Mime is a pure bread, or give them plenty of options to find out what they like.

Mimes do very well on their own, usually more than one is not needed. but i suggest not having an outdoor enclosure for them. while they do like their personal space to perform, keeping them alone and especially outside could cause your Mime to run away, seeking some one to perform to. ive seen so many instances where people try to “release” their mime or let it be a wandering mime! i blame movies and shows for this, but Mimes are not wild creatures! they cant breed with other clowns and their quietness can make them easy prey since they can not make any noise to alert for help! Keeping your Mime inside the house is a better idea, since they feel safe with the presence of other people. My Mime is very house broken, and i only need to clean hand prints and smudges off the walls every once in awhile. Its very cute to come home at the end of the day to see a very excited Mime that had missed you! 

They get along with other animals, but the way they interact with their own breed is tricky, Mimes are very difficult to sex, their markings and stripes are similar with all their genders. They all interact with each gender differently, while some can get along, some can be rather territorial. Mime breeders have to be very careful. Plus, their litters are small, up to 1-2 mimelings, BUT they can mate multiple times a mating season, and their children can mature very quickly and leave the nest within months. 

That being said, make sure your Mime can preform for you for at least 1-2 hours a day, with a public performance once every 1-2 weeks. it doesnt have to be that big of a crowd, from a small neighborhood or family gathering to going downtown, your mime will be happy if its more than one person. When taking your Mime outside to perform, do not use a leash, since it can hinder its performance. BUT since theyre not leashed, you have to keep a very close eye on your Mime, for they can be quick and swift, while being very quiet. Make sure you stay close, but give them enough space, that way they can feel independent.

when your Mime preforms for you, you dont really need to pay too much attention, and can multi task if need be. they dont seem to mind, though they do seem happier when you pay attention to them. My Mime seems to preform unprompted! i’ll be watching tv or on my laptop when they get in front of me and start doing a skit! Sometimes though, they do seem to enjoy sitting and watching you work or doing daily tasks. when you really get a bond with your Mime, it seems that they will even mimic what your doing next to you! this is a sign of a healthy, happy mime, they only do those things when they feel the safest! so youre doing something right when that happens, please do not be annoyed at them.

and lastly, and MOST IMPORTANTLY, please, PLEASE learn Mime language! they dont speak English, (or even French for that matter,) and dont speak any “ASL” or other sign language that we humans created. ive seen so many people frustrated with their Mime, thinking that their Mime is “refusing” to communicate with them, when in reality they are not getting the cues and learning THEIR language. books like “How to read Mime” and things like that can be found easily online, and the cues are very easy to understand. so many skip this step thinking that Mimes are an easy pet! Not only does their body language let you know when basic needs are needed to be met, but also when theyre trying to interact with you! Mimes want to interact with you in any way that they can! it is truly considered an honor when a Mime tries to make you a part of their performance, its a sign of deep trust that can hurt deeply if broken. if a Mime pretends to lasso me you BEST BELIEVE I’m gonna pretend in being pull towards them! from simple things like that, to pretending to free them from their little box, they simply love it. It doesnt even have to be done very well, Mimes know youre not an expert like themselves, but they get very happy to know that youre trying. please remember this!

LOVE YOURE MIME AND YOUR MIME WILL LOVE YOU BACK!