#hog nosed snake

[fenrislorsrai]

Western Hognose Snake by Sheridan Via Flickr: Taken at Mitchell Lake Audubon Center, Oct. 25, 2008. This was a captive snake. I love the way the tongue turned out.

[stimboard-hell]

— snake petre stimboard !!

requested by : anon hope you like it!! wasn't sure what type of snake you wanted so i went for yellow hognose snake :3 i think they're very cute

Credits - x x x / x x x / x x x (may be out of order, sorry!)

[themosthatedbeingmoving]

*Dead from rolled up newspaper attack more at 10*

[iceeericeee]

The urge to become a hognose snake is strong today.

[daisydoox0-blog]

[wow-an-unfunny-joke]

Silly Game Time: What's the best texture?

SMOOOOOOOOTH I love smooth textures. Like bumpy glass. Like aquarium rocks. Also reptiles. if snakes had less teeth and kill you juice I'd own a million snakes (or one snake named A Million) because they're just a lovely texture.

[ourladyoftheflytrap]

One day I will make big money and I will be your snake lady mutual mark my words

[goose-i-guess]

not a painting but still gorgeous

Mark Catesby (English,1683-1749)

The Hog-nose Snake (Boa contortrix), 1731-1743

Hand-colored engraving on laid paper

[pheastinyworld]

kisses... and cuddles? ❀•°•───────•

Summary: gabe always needed to hug you after every kiss you shared, it became routine. but two years into your relationship, you finally asked him why.

Word count: 2.05k

Warnings: none that i'm aware of, let me know if there are!

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it was a strange habit you noticed quite early on in your relationship. without fail, whenever gabe pressed a kiss onto your lips, less than a second after you'd find his head buried in the crook of your neck and his arms snaking around your body to hold you close. it was cute, you loved this little routine that he just had to do. a kiss and then a hug.��

you never questioned why he did it; it just became a normal thing, something you expected. in fact, you couldn't remember a single time since your very first kiss when he hadn't hugged you directly after. 

when it first started, you thought it must have been that lovey dovey feeling you get at the start of a relationship - the one where you just want to be as close to the other person as possible. but two years into being with gabe, you started noticing it more often and became curious why he always retreated into your embrace.

his friends that actually brought it to your attention. you were laying on your stomach across gabe's bed typing out an assignment that was due for your econ class - gabe with his head rested on your back, scrolling on his phone.

“how much longer baby?” gabe spoke up, his tone sweet as honey, knowing it would make you break your study.

“I'm sorry. the paper’s taking so much longer than it should be.” you turned on your back, supported by your elbows, a maneuver that forced gabe to lift his head and reposition to lay it on your stomach. “but if I get it down tonight I can be at the game tomorrow.”

at that, he smiled, happy that at least you'd be in the crowd; his girl, with his name sprawled across her back, supporting him. gabe looked up at you and his heart literally felt like it was melting at the sight of your smile. the boy was so down bad and he knew it too.

“I guess that's fine…” he drew out, rolling his eyes playfully before moving up to hover over you slightly, your noses touching and both of you grinning like idiots.

“im sorry, I know you wanted to hang out.” you apologize one more time, reaching your hand up to brush the hanging pieces of hair from his forehead before running your fingers through it. his eyes closed and he let out a content hum at the gentle scratch of your fingernails against his scalp.

“you don't need to apologize, I get it.” gabe responded, dropping his head so his forehead rested on yours. “just wanna make sure i can see my pretty girlfriend near the glass tomorrow when I play.” 

your cheeks flushed a little. “promise, i'll be there.” 

and although as a thank you, gabe leaned down to press a gentle kiss upon your lips. you smiled into it as you felt his hand rub up and down your sides, not sure if it was soothing your giddiness or his.

once he pulled away, before you could even process it, his head was on your shoulder, face crawling into your neck and his arms wrapping around your body to pull you flush against his.

you ran your fingers through his hair again, eyes closed to bask in his tight hold. you were so used to this you didn't even question it, not only a routine for him but a routine for you-

“are you two decent?” you heard will shout from the door as he pushed it open and walked inside, ryan following in tow.

“why'd you even ask, you walked right in anyway.” gabe huffed, sitting back up to rest against the headboard.

“I don't know, felt like the right thing to say.” 

“I thought you guys were going to be at the gym.” you said, reaching for your laptop to rest it on your legs.

“yeah but like the whole lacrosse team decided to come in and hog the machines.” ryan mumbled while reaching for the basket of snacks will and gabe kept in their room. “I'm starving, can we go get some lunch?”

“yeah I'm down.” will agreed before turning to you two, “you two down?” 

“I can't but gabe's free, his stomach's been rumbling for the last thirty minutes.” you spoke, pulling a laugh out of gabe's best friend's.

“hey, you said you couldn't hear anything!” gabe turned towards you with a slightly offended look, making you giggle.

“I could and it's getting distracting so go and have lunch please.” 

gabe huffed before quickly pecking your lips. being around the boys, you'd expect him to not go through with his little habit, but you found him hugging you, head right under your chin.

“oh my god, stop, my eyes are going to fucking fry.” 

“jesus gabe, way too much pda dude.” 

you laughed at his friends, watching as gabe rolled his eyes and got off the bed.

“see you guys.” you shouted as they walked out the door, pulling farewells from each boy.

as they made their way out, you caught some of their chirping at gabe.

“you take so long saying goodbye to her man.” 

“yeah the kiss and then the hugging as well, you're so whipped bro.”

you only just managed to catch the last bit before the door closed. you had never actually thought about it. you were in a two year relationship with someone you loved so much and you had never realized this little thing he did. you sat up in his bed for a while, econ paper momentarily forgotten as you tried to think back to a time when he hadn't hugged you directly after a kiss. you came to realize very quickly, you really couldn't think of one time.

you forced yourself to push your questions to the back of your mind, keeping a mental note to ask about it later, and resumed typing.

the next evening, you sat with grace and some of your friends, blankets draped across your laps as the warm ups began. tonight they were playing michigan state and you all chose to sit right up against the glass so you could see everything up close. 

like always, gabe searched for you in the crowd, and once found, he beelined to your section. he tapped on the glass as if your full attention wasn't already on him. your cheeks were already beginning to burn at how widely you were smiling at your boyfriend, hopping up and tapping the glass right back at him.   

he picked up a puck from his stick and into his hand, motioning his throw up without letting go of it to warn you what he was doing. you stood back a little and caught the puck, looking back up and finding it impossible to smile even wider at him. you adored the fact gabe would give you a puck each game. 

no matter how much the boys chirped at gabe for being very visibly head over heels, you knew you were just the same. you wanted to somehow break through the glass and hug him when he smirked back at you, giving you a goofy wave before skating back to practice shooting. 

“you two are so disgustingly cute.” grace giggled as you sat back down. you blushed a little and thanked the older girl when she placed the shared blanket back over you. 

you fiddled with the puck the whole game. the last period ended in a 5-2 for boston, with gabe getting two assists. 

your friends decided to head back to their dorms and you and grace stayed back, knowing the boys would take a while to clean up post-game. 

it only took about half an hour before you and grace spotted some of the boys heading out, the two of you walking to find the three boys so you could all celebrate with a dinner.

gabe and his two linemates came into their sight, all of them giggling away as usual. as they got closer, and gabe spotted you, his boyish smile you loved so much appeared on his face, his hands reaching out to you as he got close as if it was the most natural thing.  

he pulled on your hand and led you away from the group so you two were just out of earshot.

“you played so well!” you praised, standing on your tip-toes to wrap your arms around his neck and place your lips against his. 

“thank you.” he mumbled, slightly incoherently as he continued to work his lips in unison with yours. 

and just like that, he pulled away, giving you one more peck before drawing you into his arms, his head taking its place against your neck. you huffed out a small laugh, before deciding it was time to ask him why he always did this.

“gabe?” you tried getting his attention, but all you were met with was a hum, reverberating from his throat, “sweetheart.” you retracted your head so you could see him straighten up a little, grinning lovingly down at you.

“yeah?” 

“I wanted to ask you something.” suddenly you felt all shy. 

“ask away baby.” he was so sweet you just wanted to forget the whole thing. he looked at you expectantly, rubbing either sides of your waist to soothe you, already catching you were nervous.

“well, I've realized that every time we kiss, you end up having your head like attached to my shoulder. I was wondering why you always hug me after.” you looked up as his eyes grew wide as if he was a little boy caught eating special tucked away candy he wasn't supposed to eat. 

“oh, um.” he pulled one hand away to scratch the back of his neck. “okay promise you won't tease me?” 

you furrowed your eyebrows but still nodded at him to continue. 

he swallowed as if it would gain him some confidence. he never thought you'd ask. he had kinda forgotten about it really, it had become so normal for him. but he knew exactly why he started doing it and in all honesty he was a little embarrassed about it, it was his little secret. 

“when we started dating and um I kissed you for the first time at that party,” he was speaking slowly, wanting to choose the right words, “I was like really nervous, and I had felt my face heat up so hot. I didn't want you to see me so red and so stupidly shy that the first thing I thought of was to hug you and hide my face.” 

your lips parted, fighting the grin that was threatening to build on your face, not wanting to risk him getting too embarrassed to finish his story. but, you were so endeared by him in that moment that you couldn't say a word. this, however, made gabe even more scared and he began to ramble.

“and I thought it would go away and I would get more comfortabl- not that I'm not comfortable around you, I am, of course I'm comfortable around you.” at this point you couldn't help it, a wide smile tugging on your lips, “just every time, I would get so flustered.” 

“gabe-” 

“I mean, I still kinda do, not as much but stil-”

you did the only thing you could think of to shut him up, pressing a firm kiss upon his lips, and feeling him melt into your touch. and without thought, you then wrapped your arms tighter around him and buried your face into the crook of his neck, feeling his tension release as he dropped his head against your shoulder.

“you're literally perfect, d'you know that.” you mumbled into the fabric of his suit. “like you could not be any more perfect.” 

you felt his laugh run through his body before he pulled away.

“so you're not weirded out?” he asked, his lips forming into a playful pout as you brushed over his reddened cheeks with your thumb.

“I didn't think it was possible to love you even more than I do, but I think you just made that happen.” you grinned at him.

“for fuck sake, are you two done yet? i want to go get dinner.” ryan groaned loudly, making the two of you laugh.

“come on, let's go feed your linemate.” you giggled, slipping your fingers into his.

it's safe to say, you never regretted asking him about his cute little habit.

[on-a-lucky-tide]

A funny prompt: Gaz’ No-Good, Terrible, Very Bad day. In which in the span of 24 hours he walks in on NikPrice, GhostSoap, then AleRudy bumping uglies because those pairs of idiots keep having sex in weird places and Gaz keeps having to bare witness.

How you wanna play it is up to you, but I love the way you write Gaz and I wanted to lean more into the comedic side of sexy times rather than the hot n heavy stuff this once.

Mikey, I love you for this prompt. I actually wrote it all out and then Tumblr shat itself. Serves me right for writing in the app on my phone, eh? I hope this redo is as good. Two of my favourite things: humour and sex.

Gaz has a really bad day.

cw: sexual content.

Really, Gaz should have called it a day when he had decided to have a Rich Tea with his breakfast brew and the fucker had broken off in it because he had gone zero point one second over the optimum dunking threshold. Bad omen. Yeah, pack it all up lads, turn in.

If someone were to ask him precisely when his day had gone to shit, he would definitely say it was then, because if he had to recall the next part he was pretty sure he'd require several sessions of therapy.

It was unusual for the store cupboard to be locked, which was his first warning that something was amiss. But airpods in and his mind on the afternoon's planned exercise with Bravo Company, he didn't think much of it. There were only five people on base with a key, so it was easier to leave the door unlocked. When it came time for inventory at the end of the week, Price was disturbingly effective at nailing anyone with sticky fingers so no one bothered pushing their luck.

As DJ Snake turned down for what and the beat dropped, Gaz tugged his lanyard out of his shirt and jammed the key in the lock. Shouldering the door open, he slapped a hand over the light switch and looked up at the same time, only to be faced with Lieutenant Riley's lily-white arse pounding between two hairy legs directly opposite. "What the fuck?"

Gaz practically slapped himself in the face in his haste to snatch the airpods from his ears and cover his eyes with his palm. He heard rather than saw Tav slide down the wall he'd been pinned to, and the resulting yelp as he hit the concrete floor.

"Did ya ma no' teach ye tae knock?" Tav squawked.

"You're in the store cupboard, Tav! The fucking store cupboard!"

"We locked the door..."

"He has private fucking quarters, which is... literally what they could be used for, fuck my life!"

Ghost cleared his throat and Gaz chanced a look through the slats of his fingers. He regretted it almost immediately when he glimpsed the lieutenant's monster hog, which was somehow three times the size hard as it was soft, according to the sparse glimpses Gaz had snatched in the shower. Professional curiosity, you know. Ghost was completely unfazed, standing there with it all just hanging out. "Uh, sir, if you could..."

"What'd'ye want, Garrick?" Tav growled, pulling his hoodie over his lap to hide whatever gaping devastation the lieutenant had inflicted.

"Camelbak skin. Top shelf on the left."

Gaz heard a box grind over the metal shelf and the split of plastic sellotape. When the rustling stopped, he looked through his fingers again and saw Ghost holding the skin out for him to take. He hadn't even pulled his boxers up, his hard dick still on full display. Gaz sidled over, keeping his face turned away, and took the offered plastic parcel. "Cheers," he murmured awkwardly.

"Welcome," Ghost rumbled back, and if Gaz didn't know him better, he'd say the bastard was laughing at him. Seconds later, he hightailed it out of there as quickly as he could, pinching the bridge of his nose and hoping the image of all that pale skin thrusting away between Tav's hairy stalks wasn't going to haunt his fucking nightmares. Luckily, he had a fitness course to coordinate that afternoon, which would help take his mind off of it.

No such fucking luck, as it transpired.

As Bravo Company were taking a breather after making good time over the course, Gaz snuck off into the woodland for a quick slash before they moved on to first aid training. As he rounded an old oak tree, he caught the sound of hushed voices over the usual bird song and rustle of leaves. Little fuckers had snuck off for a smoke and thought he wouldn't notice.

He did up his fly, put on a stern face and readied his most blood-curdling shout as he stomped in their direction. The 'oi, ya little cunts' sat on the tip of his tongue as he burst through the bushes, only for it to dissolve into a high-pitched little 'ah!' when he came face to face with Rudy, slack-jawed and sweaty.

Colonel Vargas was two knuckles deep in him, Rudy's cock drooling over his superior's wrist, hips twitching. That was all Gaz managed to see before he swung himself round and covered his eyes for good measure. The low voice he had heard must have been some truly filthy Spanish, because Rudy looked about ready to blow.

"Hola, sergeant," Alejandro said calmly. "¿Qué tal? I thought you were not due in the woodlands until tomorrow."

"Uh, yeah, orienteering is... tomorrow, sorry, colonel, I thought you were trainees, I, uh..." Gaz glanced over his shoulder and saw that Alejandro had moved his body to shield Rudy from view. He whispered something softly in Spanish in his lover's ear, because Rudy was hurriedly yanking up his trousers, his belt rattling, looking panicked.

"It is I who must apologise, amigo. I cannot control myself with Rudy, and with all this nature around us, I let my heart lead my head," Alejandro said. "I would be... grateful if this indiscretion did not get to the captain."

"Uh, sure, mate, yeah. Mum's the word... I'm gonna... go this way. As you were, or... not." Gaz hotfooted it back through the bushes, his face on fire, and was relieved to find some troopers slacking off because he had someone to beast. Seriously, this day could fucking do one. It couldn't get any worse.

Famous. Last. Fucking. Words.

First aid training concluded in time for dinner and Gaz sent the troopers to mess. He didn't go himself because he wasn't sure he could look Tav or Ghost in the eye just yet. Instead, he headed to his bunk and snacked on some Pringles as he finished off a report on the week's progress for Price. And yeah, he left out the sheer volume of unnecessary cock he had seen that day.

Last thing on the day's list was to submit the report and he could turn in, hoping that tomorrow had less cock and arse on the agenda for him. He rapped twice on the captain's door and let himself in, missing the sudden scuffle of movement as the hinges creaked. "Hey, sir, got the summary ahead of sched-u-oh, Nik."

Nik was sitting in Price's chair bolt upright, his hands in his lap beneath the desk, shoulders squared. "Gaz, my brother," Nik greeted, but his voice sounded a little... tight. "Kak dyela?"

"Where's... the..." Gaz studied Nik a bit more carefully and began noting a few more oddities. His skin was flushed, eyes blown wide, usually slick hair all ruffled out of place, and he was shifting minutely in his chair, but keeping his feet very, very fucking still. "He's..." Gaz pinched the bridge of his nose, "he's under the desk, isn't he?" Because of course he fucking was.

Nik flashed a mischievous smirk.

Gaz sighed. "Jesus fucking Christ..."

Nik bit his lower lip and then opened his mouth to say something, but Price got there first, his voice low, rough and husky from his hiding place beneath his own desk. Probably from where he had just been gobbing off Nik's--no, no, for Gaz's own sanity he just couldn't finish that thought.

"Leave the report on the desk," Price growled.

"Yup, right, it's on the desk," Gaz replied, getting as close as he could to be able to chuck it on the keyboard without risking seeing Nik's cock next to his captain's face. "Have a, uh... a good..."

"Garrick," Price snapped.

"Right, yeah, going. Going."

Nik waved at him as he left but Gaz could do nothing more than cringe his way back into the corridor. Three for three. Fan-fucking-tastic.

There was no way he was getting any sleep after that. Gaz headed for the mess and a cup of tea. Maybe if he managed to dunk the biscuit properly, the day would stop fucking with him.

He was completely engaged in a thousand yard stare when Tav slid onto the bench opposite. Gaz gave him the side eye. "Surprised you can sit down."

Tav smirked. "Aye, s'taken some practice."

"Nope, no, no more. It's gonna take years of therapy, decades, to get over seeing that man's arse between your legs."

"Dunno what yer whinin' about, ah've got bruises from where the fecker dropped me."

Gaz snorted. "Good."

"Look, ah... ah came tae apologise. It weren't decent, an', uh..."

"Mate," Gaz sighed, slapping his hands on the table as he sat up. "The shit I've seen today, Ghost's pale arse ain't even the half of it." He scrubbed a hand over his jaw. "Do you fuck in there a lot?"

"Oh aye, and other places."

"Oh god..."

Gaz's eyes narrowed as Tav turned in his seat and extended a leg. That was an exit manoeuvre. Tav rolled his lips into his mouth, smirked, and then landed the killer blow. "Pretty sure we've done it in yer bunk."

"You cun--oi, c'mere you rat Scottish bastard!"

Tav fled cackling and Gaz followed with full intent to put a few more boot-shaped bruises on his arse. Perfect end to his no-good, terrible, very bad day.

[vintagewildlife]

Hog-nosed snake By: Norman Lightfoot From: Getting to Know Nature's Children: Snakes 1985

[bastionofbibliophiles]

I love these guys! They even let their tongues hang limply out like a cartoon. All they're missing is little 'X's over their eyes.

Dead wunk

Take him at his word, he's dead

[quarterlifekitty]

Hey girl I just wanted to say I loved your writing! I have a bearded dragon, and I’m working on getting a hog nose snake. I was wondering what the boys reactions would be to a partner with an alternative pet?

picture tax

If you have a reptile, Gaz thinks it’s a little odd at first. Like, you can’t really cuddle it. But then he sees it shed for the first time…. And he’s obsessed with that. Peeling the little bits of dead skin where it gets stuck on spines and crevices. Revealing a new, perfect guy underneath.

You need to keep an eye on Soap. He’s been a lifelong member of the overfeeding animals club. He just loves to watch it eat. You buy a little container of blueberries and you have to give Soap a really stern warning— that your baby can only have COUPLE. Catch him always holding the tweezers in your mantis’ terrarium, ready with crickets.

Ghost, as a man who wears all black all the time, is forever tortured by the existence of pet hair. So he loves your scaley guy. He also loves that it’s almost totally silent also. He likes dogs a lot but sometimes he can’t handle the barking.

Price… takes a bit of convincing. He’s a very classic man. Always thought he’d have 2 kids and a dog. Lizard was never a part of the equation. But you invite him to your baby’s birthday party. And he sees it eating the little cake you made with raspberries and superworms and other little fruits and vegetables. And he’s like well. I can’t not like this guy.

[shintaru]

m.list ♡ taglist

Synopsis: Wooin gets a snake for his birthday.

You’ve been best friends with Wooin since highschool and you wanted to do something special for his birthday. This day is important so you want to make it significant. Ever since you got to know him he’s had a fascination for snakes. Even after his dramatic change after moving out, it's clear he likes them. After all, his phone and helmet are snake skin designed. The biggest change of all is the split tongue similar to a snake. You had the best birthday gift ever.

You were going to get him a snake. You had been secretly eyeing different snakes at local pet shops. None of them caught your eye. You wanted one that fit him. His birthday is today so you’re sort of in a hurry. You haven’t even told him happy birthday yet. You head into the last store on your list in the area that sells snakes. The worker shows you to their selection of snakes and once again nothing catches your eye and you grow frustrated. You want to give him his present today.

You start feeling discouraged not being able to find the right one. “Excuse me miss there is one more snake, I don’t know if you’ll like it everyone always returns this one” the worker says. “She’s perfect I’ll take her” you say excitedly dying to see what she looks like. “But you’ve yet to see her” the worker replies you can hear the confusion in his tone. “ We were about to put her down if she wasn’t taken today, she’s lucky you came in” he says pulling the hog nose snake out of her enclosure.

“Woah” you say looking at her she was all white with unique black spots and her nose was short and upturned. He hands her over to you allowing you to hold her and see if you’re sure about your decision. “She’s so tiny” you say, noticing how she fits into your hands. “Do you mind me asking why you chose her out of all the others? We have a much better selection” he adds.

“I think she’ll be a great fit for my friend today is his birthday, he wasn’t too happy when we brought in a puppy but he loves snakes so I think he will like her” you say smiling while thinking of how he will react. “Sounds like he has a great friend” the worker says nicely. “Here I’ll show you everything you need for her.” He says gently placing her back in her enclosure. You head around the store with the worker placing items recommended into your cart.

You purchased a decent sized tank, food, a thermometer, decorations, bowls, heating pad, spray bottle, humidity tester, a house for her to hide in. Once you’re reassured you have everything you need the worker heads back and gets the snake you picked and places her in a temporary carrier. “Is that all?” He asks before telling you your total. “Yes that will be all, thank you!” You reply. “Alright, your total comes to $850. Will you be paying with cash or card?” He asks. “Cash” you reply, handing him the money.

You had worked double shifts for weeks just to save up enough. You still have plenty left over to purchase him a birthday card where you could leave a cute little note. Once you leave the store you check on the little snake making sure she’s ok. After that you head to Wooin’s you stole his spare keys to his apartment the last time you were near so you could sneak his gift in. You unlock the door and you’re immediately met with a huge mess.

“He’s so messy” you think to yourself. You clean up a bit just so you can have somewhere to put the snake. You set up her tank and place all the necessary items in it and you put her food in the freezer. You also make a list of everything she needs and where to purchase live food and you stick it in the birthday card you bought him on the way home. You leave your signature with a cute heart saying “Happy birthday!”

Once everything is set you decide to text Wooin “Hey, I came over and your door was wide open I think someone you pissed off broke in and robbed you.” A little lie won’t hurt you, think to yourself laughing as you hit send. You had to lie because if he knew you had a birthday gift he’d avoid you. He doesn't like to celebrate his birthday unless going to the bar and tormenting people counts.

He rushes into the room breathing heavily and drenched in sweat like he just raced a cheetah in a marathon and lost. He looks around the room seeing nothing looks out of place besides the fact he can tell you cleaned. “Hey you lunatic why did you lie to me?” He asks sounding angry. You giggle and run behind him and cover his eyes with your hands. “I have a surprise for you” you say smiling. “I’m not sure what you have but things are getting interesting hehe.” He says.

You walk behind him guiding him to where you put the snake and you make him promise to keep his eyes closed when you remove your hands from his face. “I swear I swear I’ll keep them closed” he says. You poke him in the side not believing him. “Wooin I'm serious you’ll ruin the surprise if you don’t keep them closed” you say “ Ah, I promise I’ll keep them closed” once you’re sure he’ll keep them closed you open her enclosure and pick her up.

“Hold your hand out” you say. “Sure~” he says while he opens his palm and holds it out. You walk over to him and place her in his hand he immediately opens his eyes in shock. “Do you like her?” You ask, anticipating his response. “How cute but I like who gifted her to me more” He says casually while looking at her. “I’m glad you like her, they were going to put her down because she kept being returned” you tell him not really knowing how to respond to his confession. You watch his expression change to a look of indifference. “She won’t be returned anymore” he says while gently petting her.

You smile realizing he likes her but he doesn’t want to admit it. “What will you name her?” You ask him. “Sabat, she can be our crew’s mascot” he replies. “That names perfect for her, and she’ll fit right in with the crew.” You say while also letting him know where her food is and that the list of her care requirements are in his birthday card. He places Sabat back in her enclosure and gives you a hug where he gets too touchy making you push him off playfully. He only laughs in response and he thanks you for the gift and says he’ll top it when your birthday comes around.

Tagging: @dzvelinaskebiyars @bfwooin @hyukwwn @sylith @wthphe1n

[daisydoox0-blog]

[finding-flight]

My great-grandma, A Crazy Person, bought a German Shepherd to be a guard dog, and then shot it because it barked at someone.

This happens all. the. time. Plus, killing someone else's animal is not okay either??? In some places, it's standard practice to clip barn cats' ears when they're spayed/neutered because people will just shoot at cats if they can't tell whether they're unaltered males or not. Not if they get into the chicken coop, just if they approach some trigger-happy person's property.

And don't get me started on "well, it was kinda the same color as a rattlesnake, therefore it deserved to die."

People in rural areas solve any animal problem ever without shooting at it challenge