#old cat young dog

[viatafrumoasa-lifebeautiful]

Buddies. These two are definitely buddies. Well, that might be stretching it a bit, but they are friends! Fuzz is around 13 years old, and Bear girl is probably headed towards 3. Even though they are at opposite ends of the critter age spectrum, they both enjoy hunting down small vermin outside, and I swear they tag team to deplete the mouse population! Outside, Bear, being a herding animal will race across the yard, screeching to a halt just before running over Fuzz, who deigns to grace her with his "Great. This again??" look, turning tail and sauntering away, daring Bear to try all the normal herding maneuvers (that REALLY don't work on a cat that was raised with dogs, lol). Bear, meanwhile, will grin, sniff Fuzz from tip to tail, occasionally become overwhelmed with playfulness and pin Fuzz with one over-eager paw until a wail of protest arises...then release kitty with a very chagrined and embarrassed expression and move on with life...Until the next time Fuzz forgets and runs across the yard instead of sauntering slowly. Inside, they are likely to be found in reasonably close proximity to each other, napping with tails touching, or at least on the same piece of furniture, and vying for our attention with equal enthusiasm. So yeah, buddies. Or friends. Or whatever the heck dogs and cats who like each other are. I think I'll stick with buddies.

[testy420]

[buggiesnax]

potentially a hot take for majimafuckers but I think these are the two hottest versions of Majima by a country mile

[bjurnberg]

Pet sitting adventures with a dog this week:

It’s taken three days to teach her how to set down a toy so I can throw it. Because I can’t throw it if she doesn’t set it down or keeps biting my hand to grab it first.

She very desperately wants me to play fetch with her every second of the day, and would bark and whine when I refused to let her grab the toy directly out of my hand often getting bit before I could throw it (no permanent damage or blood just annoying pressure).

But she’s learning! Good dog!

[thefrogking0-0]

my babies

they DO NOT get along, so this is heart warming

[lionblaze03-02-art]

the two cats i'm most obsessed with in my clangen save rn, Burnetpelt and Bouncemurk. They have a terrible relationship with one another but hey at least I love them both

[sp3llboundgirl]

Rest in peace my little Daisy 🌼

[linddzz]

So if it wasn't obvious from the fact that I'm still posting pics of them; we'll be fostering the kitten family! The empty room is working well keeping them quarantined away. Babies have been gaining steady weight which means moms doing a good job feeding them.

If they needed bottle feeding it would be a different story since we don't have the time for the frequent feeding such young kittens need. It also would be different if mom was more aggressive. She's highly suspicious of me but will allow me to handle the kids for weight and body checks. We'll see what the local shelter says on figuring out a good time to take them in and make sure they're healthy enough for future plans to socialize the kittens to other animals when they're over. In the meantime my dog is very upset I won't let her see what she thinks are new friends.

[merryfortune]

ok so. i was looking at pound/shelter cats yesterday and i just metioned to mum that i was and she said i can get any cat i want from the shelter , she said that it doesn't have to be a kitten like she originally wanted 😭 like i was only doing this to make myself sad but gosh, am i even ready to adopt a new cat?? i have no idea, i'm just so lonely without buster but part of me does genuinely feel i could give another cat an excellent life as a pampered king or queen

[brackenfur]

also my older sis sent me some stuff her cat doesn’t use anymore so i’m trying to get tofu used to a harness, it’s still kinda big on her but it looks soooo cute i’m obsessed

[krembearry]

i do not. like large and immature beasts. why do i keep finding myself in care of them

[void-tiger]

Tonks definitely likes small kiddos.

Tolerates pets? As long as she’s not crowded, check

Plays with the string toy (and actually checks her paws when the kiddo inevitably spins and gets tangled)? Check.

Rushes to check on a post-nap howling baby? CHECK.

[radmista]

wow, you made me remember reading terabithia in 5th grade. i remember being pretty upset and sad, but i feel like it helped me a lot emotionally. i agree, it's important for kids to explore complicated feelings like grief and mortality safely, instead of sheltering them

I remember reading it in 4th grade, it wasn't a required reading for us but one of the "harder" books my teacher had on a hidden shelf behind her desk that we could ask to borrow and read. I think they must have been from her own collection that she was giving us access to for those more emotional readings.

I wish I remembered exactly how I felt finding out Leslie died. Ik there were bits of story that confused me, and I later reread parts when I was a bit older. I still think it's one of the best books to give kids in this age range precisely for that reason! It's a coming of age sort of story, and I think it's a great book for helping kids experience those emotions (sometimes for the first time) in a safe age appropriate way. Even exploring the concept of mortality is important for children. I feel it's often one of the things parents end up feeling ill equipped to handle precisely because they've kept their child sheltered from the very idea of it.

I was reading more rbs in that thread chain and some people brought up good points that, these books aren't what traumatized them, it was likely their parents or guardians not providing an environment where they could talk about these negative emotions. I feel that's partially the case for some people, and when they grow up, rather than realizing the problem was not having a space to process those feelings, they blame the book.

[pangur-and-grim]

I have been behind on the times but have just binged your blog and firstly I hope your girls feel better soon, pancreatitis is rotten! Secondly, I am in love with your son and I am SO happy about his existence! Devons are my absolute favourite cat breed and I get so excited then they come into work. Crusty old devons are my weakness.

Ps, the photo of him sobbing on the vet table had me CACKLING. I adore him. I’m so happy for you. I’m sending strength to the ladies.

Xoxo your biggest fan + her half a dozen dogs (and these two)

pancreatitis is so nasty. when they go off food, I wish there was some way to say "nooooooooo you need that to live!" and have them understand.

it's a huge relief that they're both home and eating now!

as for the new boy, he is perfectly healthy and happy, and having the first catnip trip of his young life

[lovebunnie]

some cecil facts for people who dont know who he is or havent listened in a while :)

he is jewish

hes been married to his husband for 7 years

they have an adopted son

he has a niece named janice

and a dog named aubergine

he didnt age for an unspecific number of years (around a century) but recently has begun to age again

he was a boy scout and maybe a bit of a gay thing with his best friend earl harlan who still has feelings for cecil even if cecil is oblivious

he has a cat!

hes totally normal and not at all different from any other cat you may know. as normal as any cat from night vale can be

he has really prominent mommy issues

like as in, she used to literally hide from cecil for days and then she died when he was a young adult and his older sister abby raised him and it put a strain on their relationship where abby resented cecil for needing to be raised and cecil resented her for not being their mother (theyre also doing better now)

theres a sorta other world called ‘desert bluffs’ where cecils evil doppelganger named kevin works and they used to fucking HATE each other but more recently, things have mellowed. kinda. well atleast on kevins side i think

cecil never knew his father but its starting to seem like his dad is a tree..?

he has a fear of mirrors and doesnt know what he looks like or how old he is because his mother told him ‘someday you will die cecil. and it will involve a mirror’ normal!

he smokes weed and plays VR

[rboooks]

Alfred's Boy: Part 2

Bruce felt his blood pressure rise as Damian shoved another pair of swimming trucks into his cart. His youngest insisted that he needed something flattering, as his previous outfit was "functional but not attractive to the youth of today."

Damian had never cared that he wasn't up to the trends, but that was before Danny moved into the manor. Now he had to wait hours for Damian to find a satisfying outfit, knowing darn well its only because Danny mentioned he was interested in taking a dip in the inner pool.

The boy, technically being staff, felt it was essential to ask permission before taking a swim. Bruce had spent years telling Alfred he had free range over the manor, only to always have the man ask before doing anything. He hopes Danny won't develop the same habit.

He wanted the young man to feel at home with them.

His younger children- who honest to God forgot they even had a pool- had all scrambled to go swimming with Danny. Tim had practically thrown himself over the table to change from his WE suit into his swimming wear, Duke use his grappling hook to zoom up the stairs and Steph begged Cass to lend her a bikini.

Damian remained seated, despairing that his old swimming shorts had been bought by Dick the year previous. Dick had gotten him green shorts with little cats and dogs. Damian- who refused to even go near public pools- wore them to the family pool with no desire to purchase new ones since he saw no point in it.

And now he was paying the price for keeping childish wear. Personally, Bruce thought they were adorable and perfect for his fourteen-year-old son, but being two years younger than Danny gave him a terrible disadvantage, and Damian could not afford falling futher behind.

He just sat there, staring longingly at the retreating back of Alfred's assistant after telling him he had nothing to wear. Danny had told them he could join the rest another time before scurrying away to finish his cleaning of the right wing.

What else could Bruce do besides offering to take him to the nearest outlet mall and get him something nicer?

"Damian are you almost-"

"I am ready, father. Make haste to purchase our wears. Daniel must be finishing his duties, and I wish to get back." His son announced, yanking the cart out of Bruce's hand and practically running to the cashiers.

Bruce sighed.

It's not that he minded his son's crush on a boy or that it was Danny. It just felt like he shouldn't be encouraging his children to try and romance someone going through a lot.

Alfred had forbidden anyone from looking into Danny's background, and he had respected the request. There was a lot Bruce and Batman were willing to do but defying a direct order from Alfred was not one of them.

(Honesty, if Alfred ever turned evil, Bruce's contingency plan for him was simple: Die.)

Danny took his assistant butler job very seriously. Often wearing a neat and pressed suit, finishing his work in record time, well mannered and very intelligent but kept a distance from the family. Alfred also had a small wall of professionalism but he would crack a joke and be in their presence like a grandfather.

Danny only spoke when spoken to, tried to refrain from being notice and basically kept the reminder that while he liked them all he was always going to be a employee first and foremost.

Maybe it was due to his parents? Danny probably couldn't relax until he felt safe once more. Not for the first time, Bruce wondered what type of monsters the Fentons had to be to make a boy capable of discovering the Batcave without so much of a blink, flatter.

"Father!" Damian called impatiently, tapping his foot before the nervous-looking teen who what been attempting to ring him up.

The Wayne's made everyone nervous.

"Yes. Yes. Here put It on my card-" Damian snatched it out of his hand before Bruce even took it out completely from his wallet.

Suddenly his phone rings. Seeing that Damian could handle punching in the Pin, he accepted the call, not bothering to check the screen.

All his children have personalized ringtones, so only one person would cause Gun and Ships from the Hamilton musical to blare from his phone.

"Jason-"

"Bruce!" Jason yells in a wheezing voice "Tim almost drowned!"

What.

"Is he alright!?"

"He's fine!" Jason assures, voice breaking to manic cackling. "He's just really embarrassed. He forgot about the bruise on his back, so when he tried to do cannonballs with Danny, he cramped up. Danny had to help him out of the pool and then lectured him about jumping in the deep end because of peer pressure. He thinks Tim can't swim, Bruce!"

Bruce felt a headache building behind his eyes. "Jason-"

"Wait, wait, there's more! Do you know how Steph never wears bikinis because she is uncomfortable? Danny clocked that as soon as she walked in and offered her the old t-shirt he was wearing. Took it off right then and there, and do you know what Steph did!? She walked into a wall! A wall Bruce!"

"Jason-"

"Duke hasn't stopped staring at Danny. I think his brain is in a permanent blue screen. I'm actually thinking he's-"

"Jason!" Bruce cut in which finally seemed to get his second oldest attention. Don't get him wrong, he was thrilled that Jason was spending so much time around the manor but the constant updates on his children tripping over themselves for Danny was not well for his heart. "I think you need to make sure your siblings give Danny some space. The poor chum might not be comfortable-"

"I'm not helping you stop Danny from finding true love, old man"

Bruce rolled his eyes as his son hung up. He can't wait for school to start up again. Danny will be homeschooled by his own request and Alfred's agreement but at least most of his kids will not be around him as often.

His phone started playing Sk8er Boy and he considered not answering. He really did but honestly his son probably needed him.

With a sigh he presses the accept call button "Tim-"

"He thinks I can't swim Bruce! He banned me from the pool!" Tim sobs and Bruce sees Damian perk up, happy Danny had put distance between one of his suitors ans himself.

Was it too late to ask Alfred if he was sure his contact Clockwork had no where else to foster Danny?

Being Batman on the night all his rouges broke out was easier then this.

( Part 1) (part 3)