I love how Garnet and Pearl character development episodes are like “Steven goes into Pearl’s mind and meets multiple aspects of her guilt-ridden past personified” and “Steven follows Garnet into the improbable and helps her come to terms with how uncertain fate truly is” and then with Amethyst it’s like “Steven and Amethyst fucking fight each other” and “Steven tackles Amethyst out of the sky while having a screaming match about his therapy practices.”
Month: July 2018
In such trying times I wanted to share a happy story…
So about a month ago I’m getting back from a break and hear a strange cheeping coming from my boss’s office. I poke my head in and see him staring at a small bird in a cage with a look of consternation.
“A guest brought this to the front office. They found it in the garden and thought it was injured.”
I take a closer look at the bird in question and my heart sinks. It’s a fledgling robin. Someone saw it hopping around learning to fly, assumed it was injured, and essentially kidnapped it.
“Did they say where they found it?” I asked.
“Not really, just somewhere on the green. I think I’m gonna take it to the Nature Center after work.”
But then we talked for a bit and decided to take the little bird out to the green just to see if the parents happened to show up. We set the robin out on the grass near some undergrowth, stepped away, and watched.
At first nothing happened, except a lot of unhappy cries from the fledgling. I played some robin calls on my phone.
Then finally we see an adult robin watching from a nearby tree. It lands and the baby immediately starts hop-sprinting towards the adult. At first the adult stays put, but then it flies away.
Our hearts sink.
And then the adult bird returns with a worm and plops it into the baby’s mouth. I almost applauded.
We watched for a few more minutes as the two parents showered their kidnapped offspring with food. We also posted a sign in the general vicinity warning guests not to kidnap the fledgling birds.
Sometimes things work out. I try to take heart in that, even when it’s little things.
Donald Trump
gets attacked by an eagle.This eagle
truly represents America. What a majestic symbol.It’s only fitting that this gets reblogged today
This is the only eagle that deserves reblogging on the 4th
The Eagles know
it was a warning to everyone and no one listened
Watch how he’s holding the bird. Eagles are heavy birds that need good, solid perches, and he’s putting it too far away from his body where it doesn’t have a stable perch. It’s not attacking him in the first two videos, it’s trying to leave because he’s not doing a good job here. It’s DEFINITELY attacking him in that last video, though, since it knows that trying to stand on his hand will be unpleasant for it.
In other words, Trump isn’t even as competent as the average tree, and the eagle knows it. And this isn’t a very smart bird, either!
Everyone knows that on Uber/Lyft you should always give the driver five stars unless they, like, drive the car into the ocean or something, right? You can’t say “the ride was fine, nothing special, so I gave them three stars,” because the company will punish them for being anything less than perfect.
Well, you should know that the same rule goes for any kind of customer service survey. Unless they service you received was unacceptable, give them 5/5 or 10/10 or whatever. It’s annoying, because it ruins the sensitivity of the survey, but it’s how it’s gotta be. 9/10 gets treated like a problem and 6/10 gets treated like a disaster. Understand this and do the workers a favor by grading easy.
at a place i use to work anything less than the highest score on those surveys was actually counted as a zero
July 5th is the busiest day of the year for animal shelters, pets are terrified of fireworks and will run away. Please keep your pets indoors with plenty of hiding places and activities to keep them busy. If your pet is known to be afraid make sure you have a vet approved remedy on hand. Do not ever take your pet to a firework display the risk is just too great.
If you are still not swayed, maybe your wallet being lighter will help:
Cost of treating a pet hit by a car after running from fireworks
$2,500-$5,000 (or more!)
Cost of treating a dog for pancreatitis after eating food at a BBQ
$800-$2,5000
Emergency surgery to remove a foreign body like a skewer or firework part
$3,000-$5,000
Treating burns caused by fireworks or BBQ’s
$500-$2,500
Treating alcohol Intoxication
$1,200-$4,000
Keeping your pet at home, in a safe part of the house
FREE
I’ve already seen several missing dog posts. You MUST assume there will be fireworks and you MUST assume your pet will flee. Keep them contained. You CANT let your animals walk freely on the 4th if you’re an American. Even if fireworks are banned in your locale, people often set them off illegally (as they’ve been doing here literally all night for the past 3 days)
Today I worked out that if you were unfortunate enough to have 106 leeches attach to you and drink their fill of your blood, you would probably die of blood loss.
I looked it up because a fictional crime show had someone die of “drugged in leech pond”, and, yeah, it’s possible. Highly unlikely, that’s a lot of leeches, but it could happen. So, like, don’t let that many leeches attach to you.
The other night I slept with a vest top on
and not even a spaghetti strap vest
and I must have been tossing and turning
cause when I woke up
the vest had twisted
and my tit was just hanging out like
sup
that’s your party tit
Update: my “space gays” shirt from target (it’s a tank top with a print of an Astronaut ont he moon but the flag is a pride flag and I like calling it “space gays”) also frequently induced party tit syndrome
I hate when bird parents get mad at me for rescuing their children.
Don’t want me touching your kid? Fine, YOU crawl down there and use YOUR super-dexterous hands with opposable thumbs to gently lift your son out of this window-well. Oh, you can’t do that? Then shut up and stop swooping me, you ungrateful leftover dinosaurs.
Actually, it’s literally part of birds growing up to let them sit on the ground a little bit and figure it out! It’s like school for birds because they can hop around and practice taking short flights while their parents will ward off any attackers (which is you, even if you think you’re helping), so there really is no need to interviene unless you think the bird is hurt, you don’t see the parents nearby, or you’ve seen the bird on the ground for a really long period of time (we’re talking days). Often times putting the bird back in the nest will just result in them hopping out again, and all you’ve done is agitated the bird’s parents. “Over rescues” (or people “saving” baby birds from the ground and then taking them to a rehab center when they realize they can’t handle a fledgeling, which can often result in malnutrition and dehydration for the bird) is actually one of the main reasons birds find themselves in wildlife rehabilitation centers (like the one I work at), and is really sad because now a perfectly healthy bird is at risk of becoming too friendly around humans, which will hurt it in the long run.
I know. I volunteer with a bird rehab center. I did not place the fledgling into a nest or take it to a rehab. I removed it from a deep sheer-sided window well pit in a neighborhood with stray cats and unfenced dogs, and placed it in the grass nearby.
Bothering fledgelings who are perfectly fine is bad. Removing fledgelings from dangerous situations (large holes, roads, parking lots, immediate vicinity of predators, etc) is good.
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