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Who taught her how to read
I cannot tell a lie. Twas I.
Does anyone know what type of cat my best friend's cat is? The coloring is confusing, and her fur is super long.
@whatcoloristhatcat
So, this is Miss Honey. Originally, she was to be my cat, but I started to have an allergic reaction to her.
Here's Miss Honey's story: One night, on the night of the first snow, my mom was smoking a cigarette and went inside afterward, but she thought she heard a baby crying outside. She went back outside, and there, tucked between the dumpster and the brick wall, was Miss Honey. She was a baby, probably just old enough to be away from Mama, and she was clean, skinny, and scared.
I got a call, as my mom lived in a different apartment than mine, in the same building, and she told me to bring her my cat carrier (I had a cat previously) and so I did, and when I saw her, Miss Honey hopped down from my mom's arms and into mine immediately. I wrapped her in a towel and cuddled her close to keep her warm. Poor thing was shivering. After searching for her owner- posters, checking for a microchip, everything - the vet said she was likely dumped (we didn't ask the vet what breed at the time, cause it wasn't a thought), and I decided I wanted to keep her. When I started having a reaction to her (I have an allergy to long-haired cats), I called my best friend, and she took her in. The rest is history.
Does anyone know what type of cat my best friend's cat is? The coloring is confusing, and her fur is super long.
@whatcoloristhatcat
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Isn't it lovely to wake up to shit like this?
i really really love when animals lay on their back and their paws do that thing
peep
we call this ‘pupside down’
my dog does the thing
oh i have a contribution!
This is my little void kitty. 🖤
Friendly reminder that this blog is pro-choice and if you don’t think everyone should have full control of their own body, then kindly unfollow me right now and go to hell
There's been a little old lady posting about her missing cat on my local community facebook page since january. The cat is a black shorthair, no distinctive markings at all, and escaped her house, was trapped by someone, and "accidentally" released in an entirely different area--my area. She's posted regularly about how she's still looking for this cat for the last five months, with no success.
I usually top up my Strays' Bowl when I get home from work around five. I'm often in the yard for a while after, gardening and such. Afterwards, I lounge on the couch in the drawing room for a while, reading and letting my Stray Warning Systems tell me when the dinner guests start showing up. System One is Malice, who normally drapes herself over the arm of the couch like a Kraft American Single left out on a sunny day. Passing dogs are enough for her to perk up just enough to demonstrate she's not an invertibrate; stray cats coming all the way up to the Bowl get actual upright posture. System Two is Vice, hurtling full speed to slam himself belly-first against the door, upright to see through the window, meowing announcements in frequencies primarily audible to birds. This is, coincidentally, an exact opposite to what he does when there's a human person at the door.
Anyways, I started noticing a small black shorthair about a week and a half ago, and after getting a better look at him during a couple dinners, I contacted the lady looking for her cat. He's been running every time he catches a glimpse of me, but when she came--I told her to come at sundown, since that's the best time to try to spot him--he actually paused and didn't fully vanish when she called him. We're pretty sure it's the right cat, but after months on his own he's too scared to approach.
All of which is to say that I've now taken on the personal mission of sloooowly introducing myself to Spunky, so he can be trapped and returned to his very loving family. We're already making progress--he's not instantly bolting now--and I'm optimistic. Here he is, the missing milk carton man.
Erm…I hope you don’t take it as too impertinent a question, but can I ask what you’re referring to with “harolds and gladyses”? Only my family started referring to the male and female cardinals, respectively, that cons to our bird feeder as *exactly* that after we set it up about a year ago, and I don’t think they follow you…
A Harold:
A Gladys:
I saw an extremely large Harold climbing my pergola yesterday. A Queen among Harolds; an Empress among possums. An Emprossum. She was magnificent and was basically waddling. I assumed she was laden with many little Haroldettes.
Beyond this visual aid, however, I have no help or explanation for you. Some things are just Harolds and other things are Gladyses.
Oh, same?
Malice is not an animal that appears to have bones. I see you can relate.
last night i accidentally bought the funniest piece of furniture i’ve ever owned. i didn’t post about it right away because i was slightly upset about the whole situation but i’ve slept on it and decided that it’s hilarious actually
oh lmao i forgot to follow up on this
so if you weren’t aware, lately i’ve been buying and reselling used stuff for fun and profit, mostly furniture. i’m still experimenting, but based on my experiences so far, the real money in my local market is in dressers. people here fucking love dressers. they’re easy to sell and have good profit margins. what’s not to love
one of my best flips so far was a 5 drawer wooden dresser that i bought for twenty dollars and sold for a hundred a couple days later. so when i saw this dresser posted on Facebook Marketplace “eight minutes ago,” i was so fucking hyped
(they took the listing with the real photos down so now this is all I’ve got lol)
i end up going back and forth with the owner about the logistics of picking it up and haggling and all. she mentions a lot of people are interested if i don’t pick it up, so i’m anxious to get to it before someone else does. and so i forget to ask a couple of apparently crucial questions
we work it out eventually, and she wants to do a contactless exchange, which is no problem. it’s all honor system – she leaves it on her porch, i leave the money in her mailbox, and we never have to make awkward small talk while i try and haul a dresser out to my car. it’s very fine by me
so i get there and there’s something clearly not quite right. but i feel bad ghosting her after all the trouble, so i panic and shove my $25 into the mailbox and walk away with. fucking. this
(Noodle for scale.)
this thing is the exact shape and dimensions of a normal five drawer dresser, but it’s less than three feet tall and only a foot deep. it’s like a real dresser got shrink-rayed. like a regular dresser had a child.
it’s too big to be doll furniture, but too small for any kind of meaningful clothes storage. she really just let me buy this, the baby dresser god abandoned, without warning me how big it was. or wasn’t, as the case may be
in my bewildered panic, i also forgot to check to see if the drawers worked. and they do! but also. they scream when you open them
for half the night i was kicking myself for not just walking away, and then i couldn’t fall asleep, and around 2 in the morning i realized that this thing is so fucking funny to me that i can’t let it go.
and it turns out that useless bottom drawer is exactly the right size for pint-sized containers of paint and finish and stain, and i have so much sandpaper and so many paint brushes and face masks and paint stirrers to go in the other drawers
which admittedly still scream at me
but also i fucking love this thing and it’s staying with me forever
i think the wood grain on this is genuinely pretty and the existing finish is pretty scratched in some places, so i have ambitions of staining the frame of the dresser in this color
and then some shade of pink for the drawers
probably the middle one
i have enough projects atm so it’s going to be on the back burner but i have Goals
finally Noodle qualifies as a working dog
“on the back burner,” i said, lying to myself,
if you have exactly five pairs of pants i have the storage solution for you!
wish i could transmit tactile information over the internet because this shark is now fully sanded and smooth as hell
not convinced that this is the shade of teal i was going for but i guess there’s only one way to find out
I TAKE IT BACK THIS SHIT FUCKING SLAPS
HELLO
this is very much not the effect I intended to get and technically it results from not using the stain correctly but it’s so fucking pretty that i Will be doing nothing to fix it
no longer 100% certain about this color scheme but. hello lads
@the-sober-folly thank you!!!! it’s Minwax’s Oasis Blue wood stain! the strangely red-looking pink is the same brand, but Blossom Pink 😊 i love the blue and i have so much left over, which i’m really excited about!
no drawer pulls because i’m too lazy to put them back on for photos just to have to take them off again but she’s looking kind of nice!! not sure that i’m keeping the drawers like this though 🤔
(Boogaloo for scale.)
i’ve decided to sand down and redo the drawers so i can try and enter a competition. but for posterity’s sake: this shit was fucking cute
for anyone who’s curious, this is the current state of the baby dresser.
i fucked up two of the drawers and therefore blew the deadline for the contest and i’m too annoyed to fix them just yet. so i need to redo those and topcoat everything before it’s actually finished.
this is the general plan, though 😊
you guys are so sweet 🥺 thank you!
@hellenhighwater I found something to amuse you
This is Two Houses, my most chatty stray! He’s looking to upgrade to just one house. With people in it, and food, and heat. He’s doing okay, but as winter wears on his situation becomes more urgent. I can’t provide him with a permanent home, but if someone else is willing to do so, I can and will bring Two Houses in, set him up in a jumbo dog crate with a heater on the sun porch, and get him started on flea meds and dewormers, which I’m assuming will be a need for him. His new owner would need to set him up with a first vet visit and eventually get him neutered.
I suspect he’d be okay with other cats in the house--he’s had good manners with other strays so far!--and he will love forever anyone who gives him attention and love. He’s already prioritizing petting over food, poor little guy. Two Houses and I are in Michigan, and this is posted on 12/27/21. I’m willing to road trip this guy to his new owner if needed, but whoever takes him has to be sure they can commit--once I bring him in and start him on meds, it’s either a new home or the animal shelter, and I don’t love his odds there.
My tiny bit of Christmas cheer in my apartment.
Santa is on strike due to global warming. All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger. Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.
“MUST BRING PRESENTS TO GOOD CHILDREN”
“Yes good”
“AND EAT THE BAD ONES”
“Wait no”
“EAT THEM”
“sasha no”
@burstofhope the Christmas tiger is watching
She is making a list
It is not easy with her paws but she is making it
shes almost here
Okay fine this is the ONE Christmas thing I will reblog before Thanksgiving BUT THAT’S IT
SASHA’S BACK ON MY DASH!
Y’all better behave, you have two months
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
You better watch out
Sasha the Christmas tiger my absolute beloved
It’s DONE! Weight of Radiance has had its finishing touches and is ready to sell. Price is $500+shipping, and I will ship internationally. I found a woodstove on facebook marketplace that I desperately want but do not need, and if Weight sells, that’s what I’m buying, because I can’t justify spending the money out of pocket. It’s gorgeous, I’ll post pictures if I get it.
Weight of Radiance is acrylic, 24 inches by 36, and is officially approved by Malice and Vice. The colors are primarily black, white, cream, mustard, and burgundy. It has a lot of texture and it is good to touch, and unlike paintings in museums, whoever buys this can rub their grubby little mitts all over it!
Please message me if you’re interested!
I should mention–I finally got around to making a facebook page for my art stuff, because enough people asked me for a site or link that I finally got to it. If facebook is your thing, the page is here. The content is just in-progress and finished work, and if/when a painting is ready for sale, I’ll post it there.
It’s scanned and sold, thank you everyone!
I don’t know how many of you also paint or create media on a large enough scale that you have to digitally stitch your work after scanning, but photoshop has a tool for that I can post if people are interested.
Holy shit, Hellen!!!! This is beautiful!!!!!!
It won't be the same, but if you're selling digital copies, please lemme know!
A new part of my entertainment stand! I want to get some artificial ivy and some spiderwebs for it.
You ate a lemon peel???
only because I was eating the entire lemon
Hellen. Hellen why?
I showered, got ready for bed, booted up laptop #3 for job #3, and was suddenly struck by the sudden urge to paint. So then I went and fetched a spare black canvas from the garage attic, found some chalk, and gave myself half an hour to get the idea roughed out. And also got paint on my bathrobe, dangit.
And bonus, the supurrvisors.
Oh my God. This is beautiful! So, are you doing commission at all?
I need some art for my walls... they be looking bare.