I miss these guys.
Damn it.
I miss these guys.
Author: Rhys Ford
Rhys Ford is an award-winning author with several long-running LGBT+ mystery, thriller, paranormal, and urban fantasy series, including Murder and Mayhem, a 2016 LAMBDA finalist. She is published by Dreamspinner Press and DSP Publications.
It Gets Better
Disney’s It Gets Better.
It does. It’s hard to get there. But it does.
Teddy!
Teddy the talking Porcupine wishes you a happy christmas but that’s HIS FRICKING COOKIE!
Best. Rebuttal. Ever.
I was going to write a long thing about how I got to my version of faith and spirituality but honestly, it added nothing to the message these two young women give. So, I’ll leave it at that.
A Christian’s Rebuttal to Rick Perry.
dinner.
tonight’s dinner: portuguese sausage meat, rice and portuguese sweet bread rolls.
Release the Hounds
I’m against animal testing. And I am so fricking glad to see the happy on these dogs’ faces.
Paraphrased from the site: These beagles have known nothing except the confines of metal cages. They have known no soft human touch, no warm bed, no companionship, no love. They have never been outside or sniffed a tree or grass. ARME got the call that a facility was willing to release them to us after they had been used in several tests. They were picked up on June 8th and now they are all in loving foster homes, and one has already been adopted.
Damn. Need Insulin.
This has got to be one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen or heard.
Yes. Please.
I’d want this for anybody.
Let EVERYONE marry.
The REAL Neko.
Neko entered our household at a very strange time. Motlow, our older cat was getting ancient and grumpy and Tam, our “15 lb kitten” was too playful and huge to reasonably be trusted not to break the old man’s bones. The thought was to get Tam a playmate he could tussle with.
Keep in mind that Tam now weighs 22 pounds and while a very sweet natured cat, he wanted to PLAY when he was younger. Notice I don’t use the word smaller. The supposedly year old cat we brought home from the pound was actually only a few months old and grew like we’d irradiated him.
We went to the pound again and there was a very playful black and white cat I thought would do well. My sister saw a puffy small black one and said; I want this one. I was leery. She was quite listless and very light but seemed sweet. From the looks of things she was very young and already been pregnant. Very young. And very small. Keep that it mind. Continue reading “The REAL Neko.”
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