dancing with Raziel while singing along to NIN "The Hand That Feeds" and then Razi bites me. he's getting into the spirit of the song! XD #kittenthings
(boosts ok) instance info request, disability
are there instances that specifically, in their rules, name "ableism" as a thing they disallow? disabled voices being involved in moderation are also a bonus.
to be clear, we do NOT mean any instance that uses a catch-all and includes ableism in that catch-all. forex "we don't allow racism, transphobia, etc" is not helpful in this request.
a moth got in this morning as Spouse was leaving for work, and (with a bit of assistance) Raziel took great enjoyment from hunting and eating it. such a mighty hunter. #kittenthings
wildlife rehab report compiled and posted to DreamWidth! https://elynne.dreamwidth.org/2299052.html
wildlife rehab: baby birb feeding edition
one of the interns wanted help moving several seagulls from a smallish enclosure to a larger one, and asked me if I would help catch and transport, and I said "sure!" and that's how I got bit by a seagull. XD I still have the scrapes on my hand, too. unlike ducks, seagulls can do some damage to tender human flesh!
in other not-really-news, WRENS ARE ADORABLE. and I think that concludes this edition of wildlife rehab news! (5/5)
wildlife rehab: baby birb feeding edition
on the other hand, in the enclosure with the towhee who didn't want to be fed was a junco who did VERY MUCH WANT FOOD, to the extent of perching on my shoulder, screaming, and fluttering madly. however anything I put in its mouth it immediately spit out. BUT IT REALLY WANTED ME TO DO THAT SOME MORE. I don't know, birds are weird sometimes. XD
so I got all my chores done, and *four* of the end-of-season cleaning chores. and then! (4/?)
wildlife rehab: baby birb feeding edition
and a crow who had no interest in gaping for food, so it's getting tube-feedings, but even it was moved out by the end of the day, leaving me with just six birds. there were a few others outside the nursery proper--a wren and towhee that are still enthusiastic about being hand-fed, and a robin and older towhee who have entered the "HUMANS ARE EVIL" phase, which is *good* and also meant I didn't have to actually feed them. XD (3/?)
wildlife rehab: baby birb feeding edition
today there was a house finch who's getting special treatment for an earlier episode of crop stasis, which it seems to have cleared up just fine; four wrens and a swallow, all jumbled in together, who were all EXTREMELY ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT FOOD OMFG; a floppy-headed robin (don't ask unless you want potentially squicky info), who didn't want to eat but did want to bite me, and I was able to shove food in there between bites; (2/?)
wildlife rehab: baby birb feeding edition
birb breeding season is slowing down, the baby birb nursery is emptying out and the checklist has gone up for end-of-season preparation deep cleaning stuff. I'm usually one of three people there--two volunteers and one intern--but today there was Just Me! so it's a good thing there were a handful of birds that needed care, and none of them was particularly onerous, *and* all the cleaning was done for me before I arrived, woo! (1/?)
Loulu mewed for me to come over and rub his tummy, and after a while he pulled my hand up, hugged it, and fell asleep. So obviously this is my new life until he wakes up.🖤🖤🖤 #cats https://octodon.social/media/g4cuoCz86RPfoHZMn24 https://octodon.social/media/nYGpCwiNYcaHj_vnG0g
Anyone suffering from wildfire smoke this week: You can make a really cheap air purifier by taping a HEPA filter (from the furnace section of a hardware store) to a box fan: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kH5APw_SLUU
I made one last summer, and it really helps. And it's cheap enough that you can make several if you need to clean the air in a larger space.
You might want to tape the filter to the back of the fan (instead of the front, as in the video), so it stays better.
a long post about the sun
for those of you who don't live in the pnw, imagine sunlight.
now, imagine that sunlight is much more orange than it should be-like it's sunset orange at 10 am.
it's intensely uncomfortable, cause you know that the sunlight that comes through the window at that angle is supposed to be white-yellow, but there's this weird orange light coming through your window at 10 am, and it's wrong, at it keeps being wrong and orange throughout the day
that's what it's like
A man is at a friend's funeral. After the proceedings, he approaches the widow and asks if she minds if he says a word. "No, of course not," she replies. So he grabs a glass and taps a spoon against it to get everyone's attention, and when the muttering dies down, he clears his throat and speaks: "Plethora." He puts the glass back down and everyone continues their conversations. The widow turns to him, with a tear in her eye. "Thank you," she says.
"It means a lot."
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location: Seattle
phenotype: dracosaur
alignment: chaotic well-intentioned
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an identity under construction in a badly-fitting human suit.
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