Managed to record the common tenrec “puff sound”! Right at the start of the video.
Researchers think they might make the sound to communicate with other tenrecs.
We all know the gems are genderless. Most of them identify using she/her pronouns. And all the gems portray masculine and feminine characteristics to varying degrees.
Here we see Amethyst and Pearl, who we can say (in terms of outward appearance) are portrayed more femininely, wearing traditionally masculine suits. Looking fly as hell! (I’m so happy Pearl in a bowtie made a comeback)
Here is Peridot, a character many people assume to be more masculine than feminine, wearing a traditionally feminine dress! (And looking dAMN CUTE MIND YOU)
Here is our beautiful bride Sapphire, who many people consider to be the more feminine half of Garnet, rocking a tux and looking GORGEOUS AS HECK!
AND HERE IS OUR CUTER-THAN-EVERYTHING-IN-THE-ENTIRE-WORLD RUBY, WHOM EVERYONE THINKS IS MANLY AND MACHO AND SOME COUNTRIES EVEN GO AS FAR AS CHANGING HER TO HIM (SHAME ON THEM) LOOKING SO FUCKING ADORABLE AND HAPPY IN HER WEDDING DRESS!!!!
TL;DR IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR GENDER IS OR HOW YOU IDENTIFY, YOU CAN WEAR WHATEVER YOU WANT AND STILL LOOK FUCKING AMAZING AT A LESBIAN WEDDING!
This is the 10th one of these flowers Slash has stolen and brought home.
Here is number 11…
Here’s his third catch of the night.
And that second photo is his face right after I told him “People on the internet love your flower catching skills, Mr. Slash!”
Guess what Mr. Slash is up to tonight?
And, he’s back at it again tonight.
He got another one, and he is proud of himself.
He brought in another one tonight.
Thank you, Mr. Slash!
He is so beautiful 😭
He’s aware of that, and loves being told that. 😛
Sometimes, he will hold my hand when I ask him about the flowers.
He brought these two flowers in last night, and decided to pose for me when I put them near him to take photos.
Plot twist! He brought back a hibiscus tonight instead of the usual ones.
He must be feeling more tropical.
He’s back to the normal ones now…
Even when it’s raining, he still decides to go and find these. Good thing for him that whatever breed of cat he is, he has remarkably water-resistant fur!
He had a very busy night while everyone was asleep last night…
He had a busy night while I was watching SummerSlam.
He gave us one more last night, bringing his total from last night to 6! That’s a new one-night record for him!
Mr. Slash’s flower hunting adventure master post keeps on growing.
He was back at it again today.
And two more from last night…
Thank you, Mr. Slash!
Such a good kitty!
He is!
I wish Oreo brought me flowers instead of birds, lizards, mice, and squirrels 😂😂
Mr. Slash even wanted to hold hands after giving me this one.
He’s a special cat. 😀
He was asleep this morning after bringing me this one last night…
Two more gifts from Mr. Slash tonight.
Please tell Mr. Slash I love him.
Feeling sad? Have a big fluffy kitty bringing flowers to his people.
down the block is a person who is inexplicably losing all the flowers in her garden
@thoughts-of-an-x-factor did you ever find out where Mr. Slash got the flowers from? I’m so curious now!!
Oh! I’ve explained it before, but I know some people haven’t seen the explanation, so here it is:
Mr. Slash has made friends with an elderly woman who lives about three houses down from me. He gets the flowers from her garden. They are Camellias, so they grow, and fall off the bush by the handful, and he goes over there at night, and takes every single one from the ground, to bring back to me.
So, when I said he was stealing them, it was somewhat inaccurate. It’s actually more like he’s helping an old woman clean her garden up, and giving me gifts at the same time. She knows who he is, and where he comes from, and knows what he does.
This is delightful, and what a beautiful cat he is!
i love being a camp counselor…obvi t posing is big rn so we use it as a quiet call and u havent LIVED until youve seen 100 children t posing absolutely silently in a field
i taught an 8 yr old in my swim class how to do a backfloat by saying “remember to t pose!!” and she got it
Trying to write 27 school reports. I will appreciate motivation in the form of cheerleading, gifs of Hawkeye and ficlets about Cap hating paperwork ❤️
“We never had to do paperwork in the war, you know.”
Cap’s grumbling, while perhaps justified, was also hilarious; maybe it was just that they’d all been in the conference room for hours, filling out belated after-actions because Hill had finally Had Enough, but something about Steve grumbling that things had been easier In His Day struck Clint as hilarious.
He tried to stifle a laugh, but it was rough; a second later Steve continued, “Not that we could have if we’d wanted to, it was hard to get a working damn pen what with rationing.”
Clint wheezed,very softly, trying to contain it.
“And DumDum hoarded pencils like they were going to be his postwar pension,” Steve finished, with grim vindictiveness and an extra-hard jot of his pen.
Clint lost it; first a giggle, then a full-blown laugh, and then Natasha went “ahahaSNORT” and both of them lost it.
By the time Clint was wiping his eyes, the laughing fit over, Steve was looking triumphant; he pointed at Clint and Natasha, then at the clock, looking at Bucky the whole time. Bucky rolled his eyes and waved a hand in some kind of defeat, and Steve stood up, carried his paperwork over to Bucky, and dropped it in a heap in front of him.
“What was that all about?” Clint managed, as Bucky pulled the paperwork over and Steve walked out the door.
“We had a bet. If he could get Natasha to snortlaugh in the first four hours he won,” Bucky said. “Thanks, by the way.”
“No problem,” Clint replied, while Natasha looked annoyed. “Wait, he won you doing all his paperwork? Can we make that bet next time?”
“No, you know all you have to do is shove a pencil up your nose,” Bucky replied. Natasha made a little snorting laugh. “See?”
“Unfair to all concerned,” Clint announced.
“Joke’s on him, actually,” Bucky said. “In about ten minutes he’ll start feeling bad he saddled me with all this and go buy me one’a them frozen chocolate drinks from the donut place.”
“Yeah, but you still have to do all his paperwork.”
“Pfft.” Bucky rolled his eyes again. “We never had to do paperwork in the war,” he mimicked Steve. “Of course we had to do paperwork in the war, he just always shoved it off on me and then his super soldier brain wrote it out of existence.”
“Seems unkind to you,” Bruce put in, from behind his own stack of paperwork.
“Well, I didn’t mind it, and it meant it got done,” Bucky said philosophically. “Plus I kept a pen chained to my body at all times so the joke was I was the only literate fella in the 107th. Anyway, I put a bunch of jokes in to keep me entertained.”
“You put jokes in your World War 2 after-action paperwork?” Clint asked.
“Can you think of a better place?” Bucky asked. “Hey, knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Nazi.”
“Nazi who?”
“Hitler did nazi us coming,” Bucky said, deadpan, and pulled the first sheet of Steve’s paperwork off the pile. With perfect timing, Steve returned.
“I got you one’a them frozen chocolate things from the donut shop,” he announced.
Natasha snortlaughed so loud it startled Tony, who had been sleeping while pretending to work on a StarkPad.
OMG SAM ♥️ you’re the literal best, I just finished number 27 and found this. May the image of Steve avoiding paperwork and Clint sticking pencils up his nose live forever.
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.
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