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Watching Przewalski's horses run free on the Kazakhstan steppe for the first time in 200 years
It's my time to shine as a horse girl!!
These horses went extinct in the wild 60 years ago! They were reintroduced in other parts of Mongolia and Central Asia earlier than they were reintroduced on the Steppes, but having them back here has been generational conservation work. It's truly amazing.
These horses and other kinds of horses are probably different branches of evolution, which is CRAZY AWESOME. Modern horse breeds trace back to one branch, and these dudes evolved separately. They have 33 chromosome pairs whereas the horse you're used to seeing in movies and TV shows (or riding if you too are a horse girl - gender neutral title of expertise) have 32.
Despite this, you can interbreed these two species and they will have fertile offspring. That's really rare! (A common equine cross between species, the mule, is an always-sterile offspring of a donkey and a horse, for instance).
I did have to look the exact numbers up here, full disclosure, but it's believed that Przewalski's horses and other breeds have a common ancestor about between 160,000 and 38,000 years ago
The horses you see on cave art? These guys!
It's likely that Attila the Hun and his armies rode these horses (though hard to prove decisively)
Part of the conservation efforts around them involved CLONING to avoid a genetic bottleneck. ISN'T THAT DOPE. You can read more about that here
These are the only truly wild horses. All other "wild" horses -- Australian brumbies and American mustangs, for instance -- are feral descendants of domesticated horses, which is partly why you can see such a wide range of heights, colors, conformations, etc in those populations.
Anyway. This is incredible news and this species of animal is very special, very ancient, and very cool.
I really like the phrase "free range kid" it's also shocking how many of us made it to adulthood.
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It is an ancient God of Egypt, aware of your mortality, pitiless in its determination that human lives are no more than grains of sand in the desert about the Sphinx.
Also, it's a cat.
I really like the phrase "free range kid" it's also shocking how many of us made it to adulthood.
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This post nearly got me ostracized by two of my swiftie friends and I don't think a third will ever look at me the same again lmaooooo
The first scare is bad but the second is unspeakable...
short person: I literally look like your son. You look like a MILF and I look like your son.
taller person: You don't like it that I look like a-
short person: I look like you dressed me and I'm like the tween boy who... and I don't- I can't go out like this. Can you please wear different shoes?
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Happy Tuesday internet, today I got rejected for a job 24 minutes after applying and now I am going to take a nap.
My grandfather and my godfather (a beloved neighbor and dear family friend) had a long standing bet- for one dollar- about who would die first. Both of them being slightly pessimistic (in the funny way), they both insisted that they themselves would be the first to die. Any time my grandfather had a health scare, he’d gleefully call up my godfather to boast that he’d be passing “any day now” and he was sure to win the bet. It was a big family joke and they were always amiably sparring and comparing notes about who was in worse shape, medically speaking.
When my grandfather was in hospice care dying of liver cancer, my godfather was quite ill also. It took him great effort to make the journey to see his dying friend. As he came into the room, supported by a family member, he shuffled to my grandpa’s bedside and silently handed him a dollar bill. He was ceding his loss of the bet, as they both knew who was going first. My grandpa had been in quite bad shape for a while and was no longer able to speak but let me tell you he snatched that dollar with unexpected strength and literally laughed aloud. He knew exactly what the gesture meant and he couldn’t help but find the humor within the grief. It was the last time any of us heard my grandpa laugh, as he passed shortly after.
When I talk about my appreciation for “dark humor” I’m not so much thinking about edgy jokes, but rather the human instinct to somehow, impossibly, both find and appreciate the absurdity that is so often folded into the profound grief of life and death. When I tell this story I think it kind of perturbs people sometimes, but it’s honestly one of my favorite memories about two men I really deeply admired. I could never hope for anything more than for my loved ones to remember me laughing until the very end, and taking joy in a little joke as one of my final acts.
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