#thought it was a bird

[1introvertedsage]

A Squirrel named Monkey

I was doing laundry at my complex one day and I kept hearing little squeaks and squeal noises. I couldn't tell where it was coming from, but I thought it was probably a baby bird that had fallen out of the nest and that it would be fine, the mother would find it.. something.

As I was finishing up for the day, my neighbor comes up to me and says.. "hey, um.. I know you like birds... something fell out of the tree over here but I don't know what it is!" (I have 2 bird feeders outside of my apartment. Nothing spectacular, just a hummingbird feeder and one with food for most birds)

It was the funniest thing how she approached me, because what fell out of the tree was no bird lol. Her cat almost got it and she wasn't sure what to do, so she figured because I fed the birds I might know what to do I guess? 😂

So, she takes me back behind some rose bushes and the sweetest little thing was laying there, squealing and fighting for it's life! It was being attacked by biting ants. The ants weren't little fire ants, they were average sized ants not only biting but burrowing their head or something into its skin!

We get some towels to pick it up and clean off the biting ants, at this point we had no idea, what it was, it was so tiny! 🤗💚 We thought maybe a kitten or a puppy but the little mouth was so different.

While getting the ants off and looking at it more closely, a few more neighbors came up to see what was going on, and we realized it was a baby squirrel. 💚 Poor thing had been out there crying off and on for a while and must have finally crawled out of the bushes some. I could only hear it earlier.😔 The mother never came for it throughout the day. Now, we have picked it up, it may not come back for it.. What do I do?!?

We started looking online for animal rescues or what to do with this baby squirrel. Nothing near me in my area. The closest place we could find that may take it was way up in the mountains, and it was getting dark outside.

More online searching, we find some information on how to possibly care for it. We determined it was about 3-4 weeks old based on the size and the fact the ears and eyes were still closed.

So we rush to the pet store to find milk replacement, bottles, droppers, something for it to sleep it. Who knows how to keep a squirrel alive?? Especially one this small. 💚

This was soo nerve wracking! I would be devastated if it was to die in my care. I simply fed the birds lol. I was not wildlife rescue!

TBC...

Odalys M.

My girl Monkey

[frownyalfred]

things that make Gotham criminals say “oh shit”:

Batman showing up to the hideout and not asking any questions

Nightwing cracking his escrima sticks together with 0 witty banter or foreplay

Red Hood when his hands are shaking

Injured Robin and Batman known to be in near proximity 

Any sightings of Batman on Robin II’s death anniversary

Superman in Gotham without an escort

Batman speeding through the Narrows on a motorcycle and not the Batmobile

Red Hood abandoning his guns and throwing punches instead

Robin fighting with a sword and 0 supervision

Jim Gordon trying to quit cigarettes for the 19th time on the night shift

Any captured Batkid too injured/tired/frightened to taunt the responsible criminals

Batman bleeding and/or missing any major parts of his armor

Any Bat vigilante other than Duke outside during daylight hours

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[knightofleo]

A Hand-Muppet Great Potoo Getting Snacks

[happyroadkillart]

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[lovesick0cupid]

"imagine liking men" is dumb have you ever seen a mans happy trail. Good Lord

[hinata-boke]

context:

i love having mismatched merch for characters, like here's kuroo tetsurou (18) high school volleyball player and his good friend bokuto koutarou (18) high school volleyball player

[helicopter-stan]

percy, annabeth, and grover after the SoM quest

original image below!

[hinamie]

corvidae

[oh-no-its-bird]

Naruto is fucking insane bc as someone who's never actually watched the anime, I'll have just THE gayest shit pop up on my dash of Sasuke and Naruto, and when I go "oh hey nice edit, this looks really good" I FIND OUT ITS CANON OFFICIAL MEDIA DIRECTLY FROM THE ANIME??? Insane. How did they get away with that.

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[frownyalfred]

imagine the “Robin meets the JL while Batman is away” trope but it’s inverted. instead of being funny and interesting and extroverted all of the Robins just bolt. bolt, hide, or fight. B told them not to ever let themselves get cornered and to run if a meta sets eyes on them. so they run, they hide, and they fight back with a tiny shard of holdout Kryptonite B had embedded in their gauntlet. they dig their boots in, clench their fists, and prepare to be immovable at <100 lbs.

[ghosted-jazz]

I like to think breaking the canary curse via dying in the void had some effects on Lizzie

[nalliax]

Polyphemus moth

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!