MY BROTHERS ADOPTED THIS CAT
SHE ISN'T ALLOWED TO PLAY WITH STRING BECAUSE SHE'LL EAT IT
Present day Spookers
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MY BROTHERS ADOPTED THIS CAT
SHE ISN'T ALLOWED TO PLAY WITH STRING BECAUSE SHE'LL EAT IT
Present day Spookers
because we don't want too many twitter-attitude people here, everyone rebog this with rent lowering gunshot posts please
we say faggot and death and other Mean Words™ here
Me: I’m going to start only eating when I’m hungry. That way I won’t snack all day long and I can enjoy proper meals when I actually need them instead :)
Me 22hrs after my last solid food: wait fuck I forgot about the ADHD
My ADHD when I leave snacks out in the open: oh look a snack. oh, look, a snack. oh a snack. oh look
My ADHD when I put all the snacks away in the cupboard: I’ve never heard of food in my entire life.
hey sorry we put your boyfriend under a readmore
Begging everyone on the internet to stop smoothing out their middle aged men and draw wrinkles for the love of god I promise it's so fun you'll love it Come into my wine cellar
Did you just DeWalt my fucking white
Disabled lives are not inherently filled with suffering and when they are it’s usually because someone put it there.
the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts
doctor strange right before he accidentally portals into the void
ppl are like "the price of games makes sense if you consider how much time and work goes in to them" and i am here to tell you that just like animation, tv, comics, music, every other kind of media, the price tag does not reflect the artist's paycheck. the only wallets getting fatter are at the top, and they are fatter now than they've ever been. support indie and learn to steal or go without
i always click the "track package" button as soon as i get the email. "oh boy i wonder where my package is!" warehouse.
idk how to do image editing but good news everyone!
internet friends are kinda like illegally downloaded friends. you don’t get the physical copy but you still get all the great content
reblog if you’d illegally download your followers
Monkey's first person loved him for years, and then his first person had a little boy, and after a generation plus five more years of love, Monkey was feeling a bit worn. Here is his diagnosis photo:
Monkey is a local creature, so once we agreed on a treatment (spa, bald spot treatment, wound repair, new eyes, seam tightening), he was hand delivered by his family.
He started with a spa:
As you can see, the black turned white fairly quickly, but it was almost paint like in texture. I actually wrote to his family, to ask if he had ever had a paint job! The answer was no, it was just oils and dirt from years of an adventurous life. So he had another bath, and another, and a LOT of hand scrubbing, and gentle, one hair at a time, oil removal. Oils aren't uncommon, but this paint like density is. I actually followed the treatment used to remove oil from birds and mammals who get caught in oil spills, and that was eventually the ticket to restore Monkey's fur.
Here's his heart being made and installed with a bit of his original stuffing:
You can see he got modern, hypoallergenic polyfiber stuffing as part of his spa to replace the foam (which disintegrates with time).
Here he is all better! He even got a new nose based on one of his baby photos (his face had been so thickly coated originally, we didn't know it was missing till he was clean!).
You can also see a small fur transplant he needed on the side of his neck for a larger bald spot in the last photo.
In any case, Monkey was ready to go home, but he had to hang out at the hospital a few more days, till his original person was off work. Then both generations came to pick him up. Their reaction:
Absolutely incredible!!!!!!!!!!! I’m still in shock ! Thank you so much !
Never kill yourself.