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To be an otter swimming in a river

It recently became department policy to purchase all our animal care supplies online and have them shipped, but my work location (public park) doesn't have a mailbox, so we've been getting things shipped directly to the post office. Today I went to pick up a shipment of several hundred superworms but the postal workers are insisting that it's not possible to have packages shipped directly to the post office. I gave them a tracking number which revealed they were delivered a couple days ago and now they're looking for them. Somewhere in the post office are 500 lost worms.

I can't believe the post office lost my worms

Update: they found my worms!!!!

The postal worker put these in front of me like she was delivering a bomb.

Honestly I can’t blame the postal worker; my advisor lost his grub ordering privileges after he failed to pick up a delivery from the front desk on time and they all hatched and escaped.

They told me not to have live bugs designated as Hold For Pickup anymore :(

Boss sent me back to the post office to retrieve another round of worms and they're telling me that this package was already picked up on Friday. At a time prior it when it was delivered to the post office. Who the fuck has our worms.

Went to a different employee's counter and asked if she could look for my package and she immediately said "is it worms." She left and came back five seconds later with my worms. What kind of games are they playing with me here.

hey babe wanna watch me reblog the same images for 15 years

play toys ?

come play toys

the prince of darkness commands you

A couple weeks ago I was practicing my owl calls on a night hike and I successfully called in a barred owl. My owl call is pretty good, but I've never called an owl to me from afar because I rarely do night hikes and so I don't get much chance to. I had expected to be really excited about this, especially since two of my coworkers are really skilled at owl calls and they don't usually get a response, much less a full conversation, but instead I felt so guilty. I eventually had to start ignoring this poor deceived owl that was following my call through the park. I felt like I catfished him.

I was gonna say "who among us would follow an inhuman voice in the forest yelling HEY, HEY YOU WHAT'S UP?" but then I remembered this website has me pigeonholed as Most Likely To Be Taken By The Fae. So. Yeah fair enough to this owl, I would probably do the same.

Banging out the tunes, WWI, circa 1914

My favourite part about this post is that many people still don’t notice Neil. Like I remember a lot of history accounts who only post real photo content were reblogging this at one point who were, I can only assume, seemingly unaware of the giant trench rat playing a tiny keyboard

norp

nop i dont tink so

bumbo bee

does anyone else feel me. can anyone hear me in here.

do you see the issue now

literally put your boobs away theres a yellowfin tuna.

Not now kitten daddy's googling his symptoms

Daddy has five days left to live

why does he never look at peace