#Affordable Vet Homes
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guardian-of-da-gay · 1 year ago
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for various reasons I feel pretty confident that in the Knuckles show/Sonic 3 they're gonna reveal that Knuckles and Tails are sharing the attic with Sonic, but honestly? tf they mean this house doesn't have ONE spare bedroom???
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deathpowerphantomjester5110 · 3 months ago
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im watching my childhood cat’s health rapidly deteriorate and i truly dont know how to handle it, like that cat has been with me for so much and thinking about her beijg gone is. Awful. but i need to keep it together for my dad. ill rb this in the morning with some pictures of her i just needed to post this rn because idk what else to do
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creations-by-chaosfay · 18 days ago
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After I finish the skull mini quilts, I'll be cleaning up my sewing room in preparation for panel quilts. November 1st, the commission options will be reduced to pins/magnets, pine tree wallhangings, and rag quilts. December 1st, commissions will be closed until Spring 2025, probably in April or May.
If you want to commission me, now is the time to do it.
The pins I make can serve as "ornaments" on the pine tree wallhangings. The pine trees are perfect for displaying your own pin collection, as well. It's what I use my own for. You can also sew favorite buttons on there for much the same purpose.
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Rag quilts are a fun and quick type of quilt I can make on a lower budget because all the quilting is done during the sewing part. They're three layers of fabric, minimal piecing, made using large pieces, and have a good amount of weight to them. If you live in a cold area, or want to get a quilt for someone living in a colder region, three layers of flannel are an excellent option. They can be made with quilting cotton as well, which is heavier than flannel, but costs twice as much. Here's one rag quilt I've made. The reason I don't keep them in stock is due to their bulk and my extreme lack of storage space.
These are the same quilt, flipped over. The exposed edges are why it's called a rag quilt.
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a-very-fond-farewell · 3 months ago
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roszabell · 7 months ago
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guys i need a little cat or dog so so so bad i’ll literally cry
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capitaldogcare · 1 month ago
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Explore expert doggy care services in Canonbury. We at Capital Care Services provides budget friendly professional dog care services in parts of London.Our services include dog sitting, dog walking, overnight care and puppy day care.
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wintermage · 4 months ago
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should i continue working at very hard low paying job or should i spend $15-20k and do a lot of classwork to get masters degree for a chance to get a higher paying job that may or may not be just as shit.... decisions decisions
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princessmyriad · 2 months ago
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#personal#soo ive discovered a giant hole in my back tooth because medicare doesnt cover dental except for children#and so i havent been since i was 21 and i try to maintain tooth health at home but im not very good at it#due to being raised wrong about it and also autistic and i cant afford even a basic clean and checkup#which is what i was actually looking in my mouth and deciding i need which would be about 300 bucks already#and now im scared to eat anything because i definitely cant afford to make this worse 🙃#genuinely so much bad shit has happened and every time its like. ok ill pick myself up cause no one else will and dust off and things#will be fine in the end they always are and my heart believes this will be fine too but i dont remember the last time i was#this genuinely legitimately scared. im so scared and i dont know what to do#i know the next steps is to call dentists in my area tomorrow and check if they do medicare but i feel i already know the answer#idk if its better to have looked or to not and be able to live my life but its food time and i cant make myself eat#im scared to make it worse im scared of the pain that might cause im scared of the upward 2k damage costs if it gets worse#fuck#fucking fuck#okok panick attack over i have a two step plan: part one call around tomorrow and see if anyone takes medicare#part two: i have pliars and towels and painkillers and a lot of conviction in both my diy skills and my caring for my own wounds skills#in the mean time just be more dilligent to brush immediately after eating and ill grab mouthwash too as soon as i can as im currently out#i have a family friend whos a vet maybe theyve ripped out a rotted dogs tooth or two before and could help. but ill cross that bridge#when i get to it fir neow i should check with real dentists before making assumptions. and eat because ive been crying and shaking#and was already hungry and now am exhausted. from the aforementioned shaking and crying and need to eat even more#in all cases. dentist on medicare being the best obviously but in all cases im gonna ask to keep my tooth. unless i do it i dont need to ask#but i forgot when i had my wisdoms out a a few years ago. holy fuck that was like a decade ago actually wtf#ima make a necklace out of it since its just the one and not a pair#and just like that things will be fine. as expected as they always are once the panick mode is done im ok i have a plan and im good
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dimiclaudeblaigan · 2 years ago
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I can't believe it's been a week without Little Man... When he first came home he was so happy and excited. He would play for two to three hours straight. He loved his food time but then he would go back to playing, with naps in between before his regular nighttime sleep.
Seeing him decline from that to never playing, always starving and wanting food because of his illness (the poor thing had no fat at all to keep him warm by the end...) and otherwise just sleeping really hurt. It hurt even more to see him after a deworming process want to play. He was attentive and alert, and when he heard his toys he would look with wide eyes like he wanted to play, but he was in too much pain to be able to.
During the deworming we had to keep him separated from my other cat, so he was in another room and we visited him throughout the day (and night) repeatedly and spent long periods of time with him. At night that room would get a bit cold because of its size, and sometimes I'd go in there and it was cold and I was worried he was also feeling cold... but recently I realized he really probably was because he had no fat to retain his body heat. I'm so glad I put a little blanket over him on his bed and tried my best to keep him warm. I would keep my door open so the heat could get out and keep coming back on or just stay on so it would heat up the room he was in.
His real name was Cumulus because my mom named him after that type of cloud, but I started to call him Little Man and it stuck. He knew that was what I called him, too! He started to respond after a little while!
By the end he could barely eat or even meow because it hurt to move his mouth. His jaw must have been deteriorating, and we were told his gums looked terrible. When he did eat, he could only eat wet food and even that was hard. We would hear a hard crunching sound when he ate wet food, so I'm pretty certain something was very wrong with his jaw. That was why he was always so hungry at the end - he couldn't eat enough to sustain himself.
We only had him for two months but he was so happy, sweet and precious before that illness really started to kick in. It's hard losing a cat, but it's even harder losing a five month old kitten who had so many years of life left to live. He was so sweet and playful that I can't believe how fast his illness destroyed his body from the inside out. He was bright and loving and he didn't deserve what happened to him.
Frankly, I do put some blame on the guy who sold him to us. He claims to be a rescue operation and that's fine, but he knew the mother was sick and didn't make it, yet he didn't think to check for dangerous illnesses on this cat or his sister who was adopted at the same exact day and time as he was? When we adopted him, we've now realized he was showing at least three signs of his illness already (breathing speed, heat/temperature and wobbly eyes that he often couldn't keep still). He had other issues so we didn't know what was wrong until the day the vet did an ultrasound and said he wasn't going to make it to a year old even with medication.
Imo the guy who runs that business should know the signs of illness in a cat. If you work in that profession you should know what to look out for - especially if the mother was sick before giving birth. As the shelter, it's his responsibility to know the signs and take care of health issues before adopting out. His negligence and lack of knowledge/awareness cost my family a lot of heartache and many vet bills of us just trying to find the problem. If you're working in a field with animals and adopting them out to others as a business, for the love of fuck, know all the details involved in your profession. I understand he rescues cats from kill shelters which is wonderful, but he takes in sick cats as well but then somehow doesn't notice the signs of them or their offspring being ill? It makes me think he didn't interact with them enough to notice, so again - negligence. If anyone knew what the kitten had, they might have been able to save him by medicating him before any damage could truly be done to him. Unfortunately the medication is not yet legal and is essentially on the black market and can cost thousands of dollars that we couldn't afford, but god I would've started a fundraiser to save his life if we had known. This sweetheart did not deserve the pain and suffering he went through.
I'm sad and I'm angry at this man's lack of awareness. If you're going to adopt out cats, know that you're adopting out a sick cat or potentially sick cat so you can inform and warn the adopters. "I never would've sold you a sick cat if I had known" isn't going to cut it. You should know if that's your business. That knowledge could've saved this kitten's life, or even just helped him to get on medicine to make his last months painless.
I miss you, Little Man. I love you so much. I hope we gave you the best life you could've possibly had in the time that you had. I hope all the craziness and play and love was just how you would've always lived your life. You were too sweet and you should've never had to be taken from us that young.
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watermelinoe · 1 year ago
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i can't get clear pictures of victoria w her eyes open bc she has two modes KILLING AND VIOLENCE and snooooork mimimimi
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cherrysnax · 1 year ago
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i want to rehome our cats so bad, they don’t deserve this
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haunted-house-heart · 1 year ago
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moonlightperseus · 1 year ago
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xxxemilyg1996 · 24 days ago
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*looks up free psychiatrist*
"Here's a list of free online therapy places!"
Thats not what I fucking asked for theres a major difference between psychology and psychiatry! I have access to free therapy i need a medication plan and diagnoses!
#no one will help me#the clinic here in town said I'm too severe to even think of giving me a basic antidepressant that I've taken for years#i just want my zoloft please!#i want to get an official diagnosis for bipolar#i want to to back on my antipsychotic#i want to be able to leave my house without having a panic attack#i want to be able to afford basic necessities and medications#i want to get all these stupid fucking cats vet care so they stop screaming because they're not fixed and my sister won't get it done#i want to want to live#i want to kill myself#i want to be normal and be able to work and socialize and have friends and not be trapped in my home for the rest of my life#i want to stop being a worthless piece of shit who adds nothing to the world#i fucking hate everything about me and my life and no amount of positive affirmations is going to cure my fucking inherited mental illness#i want to stop going weeks on end with no sleep. i want to stop swinging into depressive episodes so bad I'm literally screaming and crying#to die#i just wish i didn't fucking exist#no one around me fucking understands the one person who would is fucking dead and thats half the reason i had a break down and haven't#worked in almost 3 years. everyone just wants me to go to talk therapy and be better#I'm never going to get better! I'm going to be stuck like this for the rest of my god forsaken life! I'm gonna wanna die until i do!#I've wanted to die everyday for the past 15 fucking years! and my life has only gotten worse! what is the fucking point?!#mental illness#bipolar disorder#tw suicidal ideation
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serial-unaliver · 25 days ago
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Now that I've got your attention (people stop scrolling for a poll), I am making this post on behalf of Nader @abdalsalam1990, as I have a large following which could help it get traction. This campaign has been vetted! (#4 on the list)
Nader is 17 years old and his family is in Gaza facing dire circumstances. Food is scarce, prices are high, and there are shortages in water. They, like countless others suffering during this war, have already had to relocate many times, and their home is destroyed. They do not have enough money to safely relocate right now, or a stable source of income, as places of work have been destroyed.
Any amount of money can help Nader and his family escape this destruction.
This campaign currently has (as of the time I write this post) €11,540 out of €50,000 raised, with 627 donations. I have donated myself and I know a lot of my followers can afford to donate at least something. It's not a hard donation process, so I hope you take a moment of your day to show some support.
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ayamohammed2024 · 1 month ago
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Hello
my name is Aya, I am 26 years old, currently living in the northern part of Gaza City, and I am a mother of two children. My oldest is my daughter, Sana'a, who is 5 years old, and my youngest is my son, Wasfi, who is 3.
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Since the morning of October 7th, 2023, our lives have been turned upside down. We have lived through the hardest days of our lives, facing displacement and homelessness. We have been forced to leave our home more than ten times since the war began. We would leave without knowing where to go.
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We sought refuge in schools and relatives' homes, hoping we could return home and that this nightmare would end. But our house was bombed, and our dreams were destroyed. We became homeless and displaced.
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Every day, we wake up to the sound of bombs and rockets. I lived in constant fear and terror with my children, especially when my family's house was bombed while we were taking shelter there.
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We are experiencing a real famine in Gaza. I’ve gone to bed with my children many nights without dinner because there is no food available. We have had to eat animal and bird feed due to the high cost of flour just to fill the hunger of my young children. Even after eating it, we all suffered from diarrhea and severe stomach pain. My children developed rashes on their bodies due to the spread of viruses and the accumulation of garbage. There is also a severe shortage of water, and even when we find it, it's not safe to drink.
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My children cry, asking for vegetables, fruits, and eggs, but we can’t afford them because we have no income. The gas shortage has forced us to use fire for everything—cooking and baking—using plastic and pipes because firewood is so hard to find.
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My children also developed jaundice, and I struggled a lot to get them better because there was no access to vegetables, fruits, or medicine. I even feared that my son might have developed polio because he already had leg problems before the war, and they worsened due to malnutrition.
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Winter is coming, and we have nothing for it. I need clothes and shoes for my children to keep them warm, but I can’t buy them because they are so expensive.
For this reason, I beg of you and hope that you can support me, even with the smallest contribution, so I can provide my children with the most basic necessities of life.
I was displaced with my children to my family's house, tears in my eyes. On the way, Salah Al-Din Street was bombed, and the Israeli occupation committed horrific massacres. By the grace of God, we survived for the first time. We lived in terror and fear. A few days later, my family's house was bombed, and we were pulled out from under the rubble, miraculously surviving for the second time.
When my husband heard the news that we had died, he came to bid us farewell, only to find us alive by God's grace. We returned with him, but as the situation worsened and the fire belts in our area increased, we started to flee again and again, not knowing where to go next.
I beg of you to share my story and help me continue to live.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #230 )✅️
Vetted by butterfly nu #1133
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