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They see me rollin' #chow #chowchow #chowsofinstagram #dog #puppy #rescue #rescuelife

#puppy #rescue #chowchow #dog #rescuelife #chow #chowsofinstagram

My Christmas with all of my loves 💜🎄 #family #Christmas #dog #cat #chihuahua #minuterpincher #chowchow #ragdoll

#chihuahua #family #chowchow #dog #ragdoll #cat #christmas #minuterpincher

S-S-S-SELFIE #beer #craft #craftbeer #communitybeer #selfie

#communitybeer #beer #craft #selfie #craftbeer

No words needed. 🍺😋 #craft #beer #craftbeer #communitybeer

#communitybeer #beer #craft #craftbeer

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Dr Who ornament from my hubs @warlessjeff and yes that is my chihuahua barking in the background. #Christmas #merrychristmas #christmastree #ornament #drwho #tree #ohholynight

#drwho #tree #ornament #merrychristmas #ohholynight #christmastree #christmas

hannabalxmarie

justbutters93

The sound I just made was inhuman omg

eastbaymellow-blog-blog

Hahahaha

fencehopping

Chameleon hatching

eastbaymellow-blog-blog

Awwww

Alistair: Why are you smiling like that? You look suspiciously like the cat who swallowed the pigeon.

Wynne: Canary.

Alistair: What?

Wynne: I look like the cat that swallowed the canary.

Alistair: I once had a very large cat, but that's not my point. My point is why are you smirking?

Wynne: (Chuckles) You were watching her. With great interest, I might add. In fact, I believe you were...enraptured.

Alistair: She's our leader. I look to her for guidance.

Wynne: Oh, I see. So what guidance did you find in those swaying hips hmm?

Alistair: No no no, I wasn't looking at...you know her...hind-quarters

Wynne: Certainly.

Alistair: I gazed...glanced, in that direction, maybe, but I wasn't staring...or really seeing anything even.

Wynne: Of course.

Alistair: I hate you. You're a bad person.

little-mountain

If child-free people are expected to read and act congratulatory about people’s social media pregnancy announcements (and subsequent in-depth TMI about their personal bodily functions) even though they don’t care about and/or are actively repulsed by pregnancy/children/parenthood, then people with children should also be expected to read and act congratulatory about every child-free person’s period. You don’t want to hear about my bloody uterine lining? Well, I don’t want to hear about your womb or swollen feet or breast milk or placenta or Special Newborn Snowflake’s Perfect Poop. I don’t want to hear about your child’s spit-up or your leaky tits or your saggy vag. I don’t give a fuck, and it should be socially acceptable for me to say that without some egg/sperm donor jumping down my throat telling me I just couldn’t possibly understand because I don’t have a Special Snowflake of my own “yet.” (Never. Fucking. Ever.) If you’re going to force me to read unwanted and objectively gross personal information and expect nothing but praise for it because BAYBEEEEZ, you should plan to be blessed with some really personal information about my baby-free uterus on a monthly basis.

Thermoregulation. Must be nice. *huddles next to heater*

#cold #winter #winteriscoming #winterishere #whyisitsocold

steve-harrington

Baby Groot!

nubbsgalore

lachryphagy is the term used to describe the behaviour of tear drinking in nature, typically in environments - like the purvian amazon shown here - where sodium and other micronutrients are hard to find.

bees and butterflies need sodium for egg production and metabolic purposes, but their diets of nectar are low in salt. so the orange julia and sulfur yellow butterflies you see here turn to the salty tears of often stationary turtles and caiman.

and though the caiman and turtles seem to receive no reciprocal benefit from the interaction, they’re apparently happy enough to just help out. (x, x, x, x, x, x)