#new pets

[santaeofficial]

Kickstarter Success: New Features And Pets!

We recently passed our $90k stretch goal, unlocking Two New Pets! But we're thrilled to announce that, as a thank you to our incredible community for your outpouring of support for Santae, we are adding a Third New Pet as a part of this stretch goal!

Thanks to our hardworking Artist team, we are proud to reveal the Sketches of these Three Upcoming Pets: the Soniquel, Xyren, and Rykor!

And that's not the end of the Kickstarter excitement! We have another Enormous Milestone to share: We successfully unlocked our $100k Stretch Goal!

Santae's Mystic Adventure!

Santae's Mystic Adventure will be an exhilarating new experience inspired by the fun and competition of classic board games and party-style challenges.

In this exciting feature, you will navigate Magical Game Boards, racing to collect items and complete quests while engaging in mini-games that test your skills, strategy, and luck. Compete with friends or Team Up to overcome tricky challenges, with each turn bringing new surprises, power-ups, and obstacles. Look forward to blending the thrill of competitive play with the joy of cooperative Adventure!

( Read the full news post here! )

[woven-birds]

Meet the newest members of the fam! Binx (boy) & Marine (girl). They are 10 weeks old. They are both really sweet. Binx is a shy little guy but very gentle and sweet, he loves cuddles. Marine is a curious love bug who also loves cuddles. I already love them both so much. 🥰

Cuddles from them both this morning. <3

[skys-archive]

So excited that 1.6 is finally out on console

[star-wars-hell]

New Baby

Ciri is from witcher. 2 of my other 3 have witcher names so this fits I just don't like that it sounds like Siri

Tara is a reference to both Buffy and to Gale's tressym in bg3

[spinnysocks]

i'm a little late as Easter is only in two days but this post is to remind people:

DON'T GET RABBITS FOR EASTER!!!

there is a real issue with getting rabbits as a "gift" for the holiday. it's mostly a problem when it is a short-term decision that has not been fully considered, often where new owners have not done enough research as their new pets have been bought practically on impulse. rabbits don't get the correct care they need - whether that be living space, enrichment, food, you name it.

another main issue is when rabbits are bought/adopted for easter but are returned to shops/shelters because children or adults "get bored of" or "don't have the time for" their new pet. what happens is tens or even hundreds of rabbits crowded into adoption/shelters every year. just like dogs at christmas.

IF you are thinking of getting a rabbit, PLEASE take things into consideration. do you actually want a rabbit? do you have the time for it? do you have the space? the funds? do you know how to take care of a rabbit? are you willing to do so? are you happy that they are a daily responsibility?

because, at the end of the day, getting a pet means you are responsible for its life. if there's anything above that you are unsure on, please consider. rabbits, just like any other pet, are not just to be neglected or thrown away. i am sorry to be so harsh, but you should only get a pet if you accept that you must put it first. it is your responsibility. if you cannot care for it properly, please do not get it. it is for the rabbits' sake. i am not saying this against you. the rabbits' lives matter, they are not toys.

IF you want to get a rabbit, have done your research, have considered everything, then i truly do suggest adopting/rescuing from shelters AFTER Easter because of what i stated above. rabbits who have been bought/adopted and dumped need love. please consider where you are getting your rabbits from.

as an additional note, please try not to support buying animals from shops and rather focus your attention on adoption, shelters and rescues. the animals there are most in need of homes <3.

[webkinztournament]

New Webkinz Added to Round 6

Round 6 is the FINAL round that will allow new pets to enter. Any newly announced pets past this date will have to wait for future tournaments.

Bobtail Kitten, Harvest Butterfly, & Merry Mistletoe Bear

[sistersaule]

[spiffypony]

Meet Kraken and Llewelyn! The local shelter has a grant that allows them to do BOGO on adult cats (my words not theirs) so these two ladies came home Friday. Kraken (torby) is shy but sweet and Llewelyn (grey tabby) is a charismatic criminal.

[katie-the-tennant-whovian]

Please say hello to our new piggies Pickle & Dill <3

[starsaver94]

I meant to post this earlier, but I was busy trying to get them acclimated to their new home.

Meet the newest additions to my mom’s fur family Chandler (tabby) and Ross (tuxedo)!

[wildbibliophile]

Just some bros sharing some lettuce

[quinnallerton]

Meet ‘Dennis Hopper’

Ichabod is not thrilled…

[retrogamingblog2]

[z-h-i-e]

I finally managed to log into Chewy and memorialize all the pets yesterday.

And yes, all is accurate — all of the pets we had when 2024 began are no longer with us. If we go back a smidge to 2023 that includes Aredhel as well. This post has a happy ending of sorts, but it definitely starts rough.

Princess Paige was a sweet little bean — she was born blind and abandoned at the humane society at age 7. We adopted her six months after Trotter passed—because she looked a lot like him (we’ll get back to that).

We only had her for 18 months. It turned out she had kidney failure, but by the time that was recognized (it was misdiagnosed as allergies for many many months), we only had a few weeks left with her. We set up home hospice and made it the best final weeks we could.

At the same time, the grand queen, Oreo, had some sort of something occur. Oreo was already 20 nearing 21, and when she was 18 had an absolute fit about the vet to the point the vet declined to draw blood because she was just too angry, plus her age.

She was an eating champ up until the end. She actually bounced back for a couple of months and outlived Paige by five weeks. She had the most peaceful death of anyone I have ever known. I went out to pick up a rotisserie chicken for her, couldn’t find one, stopped home to check in before driving out further, and while talking to Smaug, realized she had passed away in her sleep while lying right next to him while he was reading. Just drifted off.

This upset Felix a little. He used to ride around on her back. Both were in their 20s; they were the last two pets that went back to our apartment dwelling days.

The next day, General Patters — who was very close to Paige, but never seemed close to Oreo — was not going to let us take her remains for cremation. He stood over her with a very determined and angry look (and Patters never got angry). Patters was 14, and while he’d been treated for a thyroid condition for several years, was otherwise doing quite well.

I spent the summer immersed in research about the silmarils to write the paper I presented at Oxonmoot. Both Patters and Felix kept me company. Also, an outdoor cat had brought her kittens into our yard not long after Oreo passed, and following cat conversation through the door between herself and Patters. Patters began to insist on outside time, where I would take him out and hold him while he watched the kittens playing. (Patters was himself a stray cat for a number of years.)

Near the end of September, he suddenly dropped weight and didn’t want to eat; we rushed him to the vet. Blood was drawn, though the vet was not hopeful, as she discovered a huge lump on his thyroid. The next morning I could tell he was still not well. He wanted to be held, and died in my arms that afternoon.

Two days later, I came home to find Felix on the bottom of his cage. He had suffered a stroke. He had had seizures over the past few years, but the vet had told me that for a lovebird of his years, he was doing quite remarkable (he was born in April of 2000). I nursed him in a special ‘hospital cage’ beside my bed for a little over a week. He showed improvement; two days before he passed, we watched Judge Judy together, and he made some artwork. He had a subsequent stroke late the next evening. I sat up with him until 3am, when we both tried for sleep; he woke me four hours later, and I can’t share the details even now because it’s quite painful to have a pet who can communicate and to know and understand and to try to comfort them when they also know and understand what’s happening on a level different from cats and dogs. I don’t think I can ever again own a pet that can communicate with words we both understand. He was an absolute joy, and it’s of importance to know that when I adopted him (and his mate, Oscar, who passed way some six years ago), it was because he chose me — by flying out of his cage and perching on my shoulder, and that was where he often was when I was at home (unless he was riding Oreo around).

We also lost the photogenic neighborhood cat, Cthulhu. Cthulhu was a stunning longhair cat who would take walks with neighbors, pose for photos, and was generally the mayor of the neighborhood. I spoke with Cthulhu’s owner once, who explained that Cthulhu was a cat who wanted to be out during the day to basically wander about and greet everyone. A jellicle in every sense. I don’t know the details, but Cthulhu had a very adventurous life.

So where is the happy in all this?

We went from having the oldest group of pets we’ve had (two 20+ year old pets at the same time seemed remarkable, with one nearly making it to 25), to the youngest group of pets.

But for the loss of the others we would not have gained three baby animals.

This is Priscilla Licoricewhiskers, a 4H bunny who was too tiny to be shown. She couldn’t be kept with the other buns because they ganged up on her. She is getting to live her best life as a spoiled rabbit. (Potty training is still a bit work in progress.)

And this is Pollux…

…and Castor. (I can’t get photos of them out of the enclosure yet because they are into running up and down the stairs). Our vet’s office assistant called us a few days after Patters passed away—in fact, his remains were still there awaiting cremation when she called us. Someone arrived with four abandoned kittens, three weeks only, but they only wanted to keep two, and the no kill shelters were all beyond capacity. We brought them home to foster them (but we all know what happened next). And now they live here rent free, as cats do.

So yesterday I finally went through and memorialized pet accounts because I got a bunch of cyber Monday messages with ‘great deals’ for pets who don’t have use of all the things being offered.

And today, I am trying to figure out where the hell I left off on fanfiction because with the exception of a couple S&D things I have done nothing for six months with fanfic.

[ifgodisreal-iwanttotalkwiththem]

I got new rats.

It's weird having rats again after awhile and it's even weirder that it's not Death and Plague.

I miss those boys so much and I keep meaning to make a tattoo design of them.

But me missing my first two won't mean I'll love these two any less.

[webkinztournament]

New Webkinz Added to Round 5

Look at that! 3 new pets already. They'll be added to the next round.

White Wallaroo, Misty Wolf, & Twilight Lion