this is why cats domesticated themselves in the first place. finally. some cats doing what they wanted all along. so wholesome
LIKE if you would have a beer with Gozer.
REBLOG if you would hunt rats with him.
IGNORE and your heart will be destroyed.
CHOOSE THE FORM OF THE DESTRUCTOR
Reblogged, obviously.
I’m one of the two brewers at Empirical Brewery, and I love these little bastards!
Sadly, Gozer passed away last year due to feline leukemia. However, the other three – Venkman, Egon and Raymond – are all still around and active!
Venkman is the “leader” of the group, and by far the most curious – he explores and investigates everyone and everything that comes through the brewery. He also has a great sense of when somebody’s taking a picture of him and poses accordingly. He’s not interested in having humans pet him and will run away from you.
Raymond, however, seems to have been feral for all of thirty seconds before Treehouse picked him up: He will meow for attention, and either rub up against your hand to demand pets, or flop down on the ground so you can scratch his belly. He and Venkman are close pals.
Egon is the most skittish of the bunch, and barely likes you to even look at him. He’ll investigate new things, but spends most of his time hiding and sleeping. He has a special hiding spot on top of a pipe, and he somehow has the uncanny ability to sleep with all four paws dangling completely off of it without ever falling of.
This is how they spend most of their day. If you ever find a stray cat hair on one of your six-packs, it’s probably Raymond’s. The guy sheds like mad.
Venkman’s curiosity occasionally gets the better of him. This is what happened when a new pump came into the brewery. He managed to escape handily enough, though.
Like I said, Venkman likes to pose.
Buddies. ❤
Come by Empirical Brewery sometime, and maybe you’ll get to see them!
today i found out that when monarch butterflies migrate south for the winter, all the ones that go across the middle of lake superior suddenly stop going south and go west for five miles and then continue south. which really freaked scientists out cos like What is in the Middle of Lake Superior what do Butterflies know that We Dont Is This The End Times etc. anyway turns out about a hundred million years ago there was a mountain there and the butterflies still think they gotta fly around it. classic butterflies
combine this with the fact that caterpillars literally turn into bug soup in their crystallis, meaning there is no central nervous system to carry over any information, but they seem to retain memories from caterpillar life regardless…
and it brings up a lot of questions about what kind of information can even be stored in genes, like… does genetic memory really exist? what does this mean for humankind? could a race of people develop an instinctual memory of the land like this? are there people whose bones tell the stories of ancient mountains? what about my people? is the diaspora something that can be felt among every one of us? are we all the living cumulation of hundreds of thousands of ghosts?
i am simultaneously fascinated and frightened by this. classic butterflies indeed
When you can’t find homebrew gnolls that you like so you gotta make them yourself
A’ight you guys wanna see some Gnolls? This isn’t the finished product, but if you have any suggestions hit me up. I’m currently waffling on having Rampage as an ability or replacing it with something else! It’s kinda flavored towards my homebrew at the moment, but pretty easily to adapt.
I am very please to present to you this monster of a collaboration that was made by myself and @ladamaluna She is not only a great friend of mine, but always a pleasure to work with!
This piece was made with the highest of quality stones and took several days to craft.
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