oh. anniversary of my dogs death. and the queen i guess but who cares about that
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i can’t believe how old my cats are now like where did the time go… why can’t we be together forever
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hi girlies -
so i started using Tumblr less and less earlier this year, but when my best friend forever kitty cat of 16 yrs passed away, i lost all of my motivation for almost everything, including this app.
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Life update:
So my hamster passed away a week ago (in her sleep 🙏) due to old age and cancer and I'm not feeling like doing much because I was practically with her 24/7 in the past 2.5 years since I took her home. It does feel really weird not to have a furry friend to cuddle every night and I'm coping in whichever way I can (in a good way!) by just spending my time on social media looking at other people's hamsters.
Funnily enough, she was holding up really strongly until her last night, I basically told her that if her time was really up, it was okay to leave and to let me adopt her again if reincarnation really existed, she passed in her sleep the next morning.
Tldr I'm taking a small break from writing and prefer to send asks and read other people's replies to my asks in the meantime. I'm getting another hamster real soon by the end of this week!
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my cat lily passed away yesterday morning. i drew my main toon hanging out with skyrocket as a sort of tribute to lily. just as my main toon is an extension of myself, i see a lot of lily in skyrocket.
i love you so much lil, rest in peace sweet kitty ❤️
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Secrets uhhh. My family and I have 2 cats and my dad doesn’t know about them because he’s a asshole. He knew our old cat was in poor health and he never asked about her after she died, so he doesn’t get to know about these ones
secret cats .. also I don't mean to be rude and it's not like a huge deal bc this is just a mention of it but please do try to avoid animal death stuff w/ me when possible u_u i ask in my pinned for it to be tagged because it's a very upsetting subject for me 🐥
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The face of a dog who brought a dead mouse inside the house and doesn't regret a single thing
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the fact that theyve FINALLY managed to have found a potential cure for FIP with such a high success rate warms my heart so much. Sucks that it's technically not "legal" yet to provide to animals, but thankfully there are under the table options for acquiring GS (its like remdesivir) for pet owners to use. a family friend of ours adopted a kitten with FIP and he was dying until they managed to get him some and he's made a complete recovery.... genuinely makes me so so happy that there are less people out there now who would otherwise have to go through what we did with vincent. i wouldnt wish someones cat dying like that on my worst enemy.
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lily and i always looked forward to spending time with each other everyday. we were always so excited to see each other and to say hi to each other.
i feel so lonely without lily here. everything feels so empty now that shes gone.
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In theory, your plan is simple. You picked up a book on sirens for it so you might as well do it. It has four simple, belling the cat steps.
First, you head out onto the bay, right into their territory. It’s day time, so you’ll likely only get your diurnal friend. You stick your fingers into your mouth and whistle as loud as you can. After waiting a measly 20 minutes, you get exactly who you were expecting. You greet it, ask it how it’s doing after its little incident-you mostly get those little thrill sounds it makes.
That was easy enough. Second step. You grab a fish from your bucket-you have way too many anyway-and offer it up, right in front of its mouth. A show of trust, if you will. The siren chirps at you before taking the fish and swallowing it up like a duck. Ew. You shudder, but offer it another fish. You know it considers two fish a decent meal, so you’re unlikely to be eaten if it’s well fed. Second verse, same as the first.
Third step. You grab your book and begin identifying the thing. Since most of the pictures of sirens are either drawings guessing what they look like or cadavers, you’re having a harder time than you would have thought. You keep feeding it fish every ten minutes or so just to keep it interested. However you do identify it. Sol Contra Spinam Piscis, it’s called. A member of Caelestis Recens. In other words it’s a sun siren, a type of celestial siren. Its weird tentacle mane thing is a mix of gills, tentacles, and small venomous barbs. They likely have venomous spines containing a potent neurotoxin like that of puffer fish, which is why they’re so brightly colored. You’re glad you didn’t touch it.
You decide to move on to step four, since you realized the bucket is nearly empty and you’re probably overstuffing the poor thing. If two was a decent meal you doubt it really wanted all 14 of the fish you apparently fed it without noticing. You ask it its name, then introduce yourself. It clicks at you, making a small hiccuping noise. You tell it you definitely can’t pronounce that, and resign to calling it sun siren. Wait no that sounds stupid…
You tell it you’ll call it Sun. It seems to like it.
Imagine Sun and Moon being super scrawny, so you imagine they don't eat much, but the two of them could easily raze a whale down to the bone if given the chance.
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