#tw animal death /

[nerkierantsagain]

Owner slammed their dead dog on my check in counter screaming that we had killed their dog. This was a 6ft something jacked navy man screaming in my face while his dead dog oozed death juices all over my counter so.... yeah. Cried while just standing there as he screamed

[gojinka]

Oc Content to make up for the lack of art

[that-weird-mime]

BEAR TRAPPED

Hi! Hello! New fandom, which is kind of ironically based on one of the old horror games people might consider 'cringe' (Hello Neighbor!), so a bit nervous to share this haha. ^^ Anyways, Quentin! It has a lot of lore I found by watching Zac play the game and watching the show (plus a secret headcannon. I wonder if y'all can figure that out, I doubt it though.) Enjoy.

[pimsri]

Like the leopard seal who killed a penguin and dangle its corpse around a wildlife photographer because she think a photographer's diet consists of penguin and was just trying to feed him.

lucanis in the act 3 coffee date says that spite doesn’t eat, implying that when spite goes around asking if self-lighting candles are good to eat, it’s asking for lucanis. with the energy of, like, a dad trying to engage in your interests who has no idea what he’s talking about

[aurorathedragon45]

tw animal death mention/prey drive!

my prey drive has been powerful since last night when i got shown a video of a guy catching a huge tuna fish like. oh my god i want to sink my teeth into it.

im not one for hunting mammals and even if i was physically a dragon i dont think i could ever kill a mammal (im not vegan i love meat i just couldnt kill an animal myself id feel too sad)

but fish is a different story tbh. and id definitely tear into an already dead animal carcass if i was physically a dragon and lived in th woods

but even now, in this life, im fine with fishing for some reason? in fact id say i love fish the most out of any kind of meat. i love fish and i just. for the most part really wanna tear into a fish and eat it and ahdnshfhs im not sure if this is a positive experience or a negative one atp

my dads making sausages for dinner so that might satisfy my cravings a bit

sorry if none of this makes sense im terrible at wording things/explaining my experience properly

[kanosherm]

You were never a part of the happy ending

[booasaur]

God, Palestinians can't have anything

I've often seen this person's posts pop up, he's known for the number of cats he feeds, even before this, hence the username. The other day, I remember seeing that pic of him and that tiny little puppy on the beach and being cheered up by it. It's just so sad... they literally can't have anything.

If anyone wants to help this man, he has links for both an evacuation gofundme and PayPal to help feed the cats:

[the-name-is-never-was]

Selina let out a sigh.

"I get that. I guess it's just really nice to get lost in wishful thinking about all the cool stuff we could do together, now that I'm here and have basically nothing to do."

Maybe searching for a job or anything as soon as she got her ID would be the next thing to do. At least it would grant her distraction and a nice little income of her own, independent of Fang.

She watched closely as Fang prepared his gander. The part where he actually stuck that weird hook in its skull like a fucked up lobotomy was a bit unexpected, but surprisingly not shocking. The only thought that Selina had was hoping for the geese to die and drain quickly so they could go on with preparing the meat and everything. Back to her pragmatic thinking, as always...

Selina carefully took her own bird's skull and tried to feel for the right spot. To be honest, she felt a little bit nervous when placing the tool on its head. Not because she wasn't feeling ready for her first kill, she was just praying she didn't fuck up and cause the goose any pain in the process. After all, it's not what Fang wanted.

One sharp inhale later and she stuck the hook into the skull, strong and as deep as she could, to ensure a quick death. Fang was right, the convulsion when she moved the tool inside the brain did feel kinda funny. Still couldn't wait for the blood, though.

"Wait... what do you mean posessed? What exactly did we just kill here?"

"I swear that I'm willing to work with you on this, but it's a privilege of peace that was stolen from me."

One that the father had already encouraged someone throwing away before he'd realized what was going on, a mistake he is not overly eager to repeat in the name of idle thrill-seeking.

The demon swung his head to make a sort of let's get going gesture before returning to the folding table, overturning his gander into one of the kill cones on the fence it stood in front of.

Moving a five gallon bucket from the table to beneath the bird, Fang kneels and grasps the weird gander's head once more and retrieves a small, specialized metal hook on a leather cord from his breast pocket.

Upon finding a divot beside the ridge at the back of the skull, he drives the pithing tool into the fowl's brain, tilts it up, and twists the hook like a key before removing it to let the body thrash.

"Anyways, these weird geese are actually snow geese and maybe possessed... The white plumage makes it less immediately obvious they're wild, but the black wingtips are a dead giveaway."

"They're only like half of the domestic slaughter weight I'm used to with Emdeners, but most of them are old enough to not grow any more and their skin is going to be tougher... I'm planning to cull the flock down to four semi-permanent breeding pairs in the coming weeks and reintroduce Emden geese to crossbreed with, hopefully increasing their meat yield and behavior."

After Sel has placed her own bird into the second kill cone, her father presents the implement and supervises.

"Alright, grasp the head and follow a center line backwards from the eye, there a small dip next to the middle ridge of the skull. Straight shot through there to the bird's brain, clean and painless."

[bebs-art-gallery]

© pet_foolery

[violetsandshrikes]

sometimes the way humans use words actually makes me tear up a little

[dunmeshistash]

One of the things I really appreciate about Dungeon Meshi is how the text is so clearly full of love for animals. Like the true kind of love Laios feels for the monster where he wants to know everything about them, but most of all he respects them and loves them as animals.

One of the chapters I can't stop thinking about is the one about Anne the Kelpie. It's kind of impressive how well it illustrates the different kind of love people have for animals. And how someone that loves an animal isn't necessarily an animal lover. If that makes sense.

When Senshi calls out Anne what he says is "Don't worry Anne's Harmless" but she isn't, she's a wild animal.

Marcille immediately reacts positively about it thinking it's cute she accepts the treat Senshi has for her. And hers and Chilchuck's reaction to Senshi wanting to cross the river on her back is more surprise while Laios immediately realizes how bad of an idea it is.

But Laios is the animal monster lover so how come when he finally is faced with a "docile" monster he doesn't react positively like the others? Marcille even calls him a monster. That's because Laios loves monsters, and Senshi loves Anne.

I've seen this attitude around me several times, where people love a specific animal but what they love is their idea of that animal, they don't really know them because they don't love the animal part of them.

It becomes a "this one is special because I love them" that can quickly become an issue for the animal as much as it is for the person. It's something unfortunate I see time and time again irl.

Anne wasn't wicked, Anne wasn't mean, Anne didn't trick him. Anne was a wild animal and Senshi loved her as Anne but not as a kelpie.

She acted on instinct, maybe she did love Senshi in the way kelpies can love, but animals are still animals and must be respected and treated as such. Climbing on top of Anne's back was the equivalent of putting your arm inside a alligator's mouth, the mouth is gonna close because that's what they're designed to do.

The real life equivalent I see the most of "I love this animal but I don't love the animal part of them" is with dogs. If you insist on loving an animal without acknowledging they ARE an animal they might hurt you, you might hurt them, it will only end in grief.

The best way you can love an animal is by understanding they're an animal.

That is all to say I don't mean that the love Senshi felt for Anne wasn't real or that it's all his fault. He couldn't have known with the information he had and unfortunately it came down to the worst outcome.

I just love dungeon meshi dearly.

[urgentkettle]

[floweroflaurelin]

Rest in peace, Jellie. I’m glad she’ll live on in every minecraft world ❤️

2006-2024

[tortol]

parasitism

poem by @growrotten

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

The Bronx Zoo has just released Flaco's necropsy results.

He was not thriving, as the people championing the ideal of "freedom" claimed.

He was poisoned.

He was sick.

He was suffering.

"Freedom" would have eventually killed him. A building just happened to do it first.

"Postmortem testing has been completed for Flaco, the Eurasian eagle owl that was found down in the courtyard of a Manhattan building a little over a year after his enclosure at the Central Park Zoo was vandalized on February 2, 2023. Onlookers reported that Flaco had flown into a building on the Upper West Side of Manhattan on February 23, 2024, and acute trauma was found at necropsy. Bronx Zoo veterinary pathologists determined that in addition to the traumatic injuries, Flaco had two significant underlying conditions. He had a severe pigeon herpesvirus from eating feral pigeons that had become part of his diet, and exposure to four different anticoagulant rodenticides that are commonly used for rat control in New York City. These factors would have been debilitating and ultimately fatal, even without a traumatic injury, and may have predisposed him to flying into or falling from the building. The identified herpesvirus can be carried by healthy pigeons but may cause fatal disease in birds of prey including owls infected by eating pigeons. This virus has been previously found in New York City pigeons and owls. In Flaco’s case, the viral infection caused severe tissue damage and inflammation in many organs, including the spleen, liver, gastrointestinal tract, bone marrow, and brain.   No other contributing factors were identified through the extensive testing that was performed. Flaco’s severe illness and death are ultimately attributed to a combination of factors—infectious disease, toxin exposures, and traumatic injuries—that underscore the hazards faced by wild birds, especially in an urban setting."

The naturalistic fallacy kills animals in horrible ways. The romanticism of what humans want to think of as a "free, wild, pure life" cannot be allowed supplant the reality of injury, sickness, and death. Releasing captive animals (or keeping them from being recaptured) because it's "better" for them to suffer untethered than live a healthy, safe, captive life is inhumane and horrific.

Flaco's life didn't have to end in pain, sickness, and suffering.

Flaco's death didn't have to be tragic.

But once the idea of "freedom" entered the chat, Flaco's fate was unavoidable.

[rainbow-gend3r]

Sputnik 2, launched on November 3, 1957, carried the dog Laika, the first living creature to be shot into space and orbit Earth. Laika was a stray dog found on the streets of Moscow. There were no plans to return her to Earth, and she lived only a few hours in orbit. …

taken from @gallivantsofgillis on tiktok