My highschool used the same blueprints as the local prison, so… yep that all tracks and they don’t even try to hide it.

All cats.

If it was my old boy, omg I’d love to have 100 versions of him, but the test would be if I sat down, the cat immediately on my lap is probably him, but to be sure I’d bring in some random stranger and sit them down and see if the same cat goes to them immediately. He was the absolute friendliest cat on the face of the earth, even thought the mailman was there for him!

As for the girl I had at the same time, I’d put down wet food aplenty, and then put a pizza box in the very middle of the table with ham in it and see which one could, and wanted to, get it open. She fucking loved pork for whatever reason, and she was smart enough to understand that knocking a food box off the table would get it open very nicely. I lost a lot of leftovers to that bitch.

My current cats… they would yell at me and disappear. So no idea. I’d probably put my quail cage in the room and see which ones don’t give a shit about the birds. That’s probably a good clue. Tho the fact that they would be fighting everyone would also be a good clue, that would not be a happy time. They can’t even stand small wildlife by the door…

I prefer the sound of silence.

I don’t mean the song but I’m also fine with the song (it gives me Frission every time I hear it, so it gets a pass.)

Who wishes sweet dreams instead of seeding their friends and loved ones with specific dream settings?

Whenever I say goodnight to someone I tell them something like “I hope you sleep well and have wonderful dreams of bioluminescent mountain rivers with auroras on the star-lit sky”

And it works about 30% of the time from reports.

True, but I kept two and got another 6 adopted out (two litters, I have one cat from each, and there were some losses, as these were barn cats)

And all of them turned out happy and friendly expect the ones I kept : /

As did several half siblings (there’s like 3 baby daddies in the group and 4 mamas, so the kittens were consistent across about a dozen litters - melanistic tabbies (voids with stripes) gray tabbies (gray with stripes) and regular tabbies)

Since nobody else seems inclined to share the deep darks of their life, I will.

Due to a childhood of neglect, I tend to ruin baby animals left in my care. Not because I want to, but because I’m not nurturing at all. Not even a slight tiny bit. I keep them alive and unharmed just fine, that I can do. But that’s about all I’ve got.

I’ve had a few cats that I’ve acquired as kittens and by the time they hit adulthood they hate everything. The first time I didn’t realize it was me, and I had a cranky bitch who hated everyone and everything but me… for 16 years… after the last time I know it must be me. Because cats from the same litter went to my partner and theirs are super nice and friendly, and mine… one gets so upset seeing other strange cats that she misplaces her aggression and goes after her sister until her sister pees herself running away. It fucking sucks, and I wish I was better for them.

The dog I got as a puppy was poorly socialized, as well, but I wasn’t able to keep her past the first year (pitbull in an apartment, but she was just friendly as hell, not mean or aggressive)

My quail were about ready to see me as mama, same with the chickens, even nestling in my hands to fall asleep, and now they don’t like me… (that one is probably a reach-down problem, they like me a lot better when I reach in at them instead of down from above, but still)

So except where necessary, like farm animals, I avoid getting babies. I’m sterile for this reason as well. I don’t want to pass on my fucked up neglected childhood, even to animals.

The best part of that show is how it grew with the times, while approaching difficult topics.

If you buy the old seasons on dvd, they come with content warnings saying they aren’t really suitable for children anymore. But back then they were so hugely progressive!

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Totally completely unrelated to anything you said. Just a hookup between arborists and people who need an entire dump truck load of free wood chips unceremoniously unloaded in their driveway at a random future time.

So just an absolute rage of hormones and oxytocin? Sounds miserable to me, but I’m ace-aro so what do I know?

You can get an oxytocin nasal spray, right now, to enhance your bonding if you so choose.

Aww I’m super glad to hear it improved your day, and you’ll be able to find it again in the future!

I get the same reaction to it, I think it’s the use of flat melancholic notes scattered throughout, such as in the refrain “I’d like to make myself believe, that planet earth turns slowly”. For me anyway. I love that sort of upbeat but sorrowful sort of thing. It gives me intense frisson (aka aesthetic shiver, aka that chill down your spine when something hits just right).

The sound of silence covered by Pentatonix also gives me mad frisson every time I hear it. And for the same reason I think.

Someone just jelly of my amazing taste in nearly-20-year-old music, probably 😊

Pretty sure that line is a reference to this. One of my fave songs :)

Owl City - Fireflies

I’ve tried really hard, and sampled many brands, but other than soy in lattes sometimes, I can’t stand plant based milk in my coffee. Some of it is fine stuff for other uses, or even just drinking, but it just doesn’t come close to the flavor I like as part of my wake up routine. And if my coffee isn’t good it sours my whole day, just a bit.

I’d love to have something that tastes like milk and feels like milk and does the job of milk, but is vegan.

I’m so much more into the visible hand puppetry. I find that fascinating.

The song is good, but the video style choices are very interesting :)

Unlike in real life, this bee is going home to accolades.

Thanks!

I didn’t go for a walk, but I did get my small flock of chickens outside in a run for my mental health. I got sunburn pretty badly for the effort, too, and it took me well over a week to get the whole thing built. But they were getting annoying inside. Every time I passed the bird room they’d get excited and start launching themselves at the side of their tent. It really set the quail off.

I’m just waiting for someone to complain. I have a license, one of 10 in my town of 15,000. I shouldn’t qualify because of how far into town I am, but I do because I have a unique property and one neighbor who consented (the rest don’t matter, the one is the only within 100ft of the coop). This is all above board, but some people tried keeping geese several years back and had to rehome them because of complaints, so I’m just waiting…

I magneted my license to my front door so hopefully any complaints just sort of go away without my intervention, even if they don’t check city records… but I have one too many because my friend who got my chicks got one too many in case of deaths. I’m good with birds and have never had one die, including quail and conures, so now I just have an extra Buff Orpington.

I’m genuinely both surprised and excited that this ended up being two women.