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Some tunes that I'm really enjoying currently
May I ask what a milk band is?
Absolutely you can! :)
So, baby mice are born pink and fetus-y, and their skin is translucent. You can actually see the outlines of some of their organs and stuff. Most notably, you can see the contents of their stomachs! The milk in their tummies shows up as a patch (or band) of white on their abdomen.
Until their skin becomes more opaque, you can check for milk bands to see whether or not they are nursing successfully. A pinky with no milk band has an empty stomach. Consistently seeing no or very small milk bands means a baby is either unable to nurse because of a health issue or is purposely not being fed by mom, and should either be euthanized or fostered to another nursing doe, depending on the situation.
i just want someone to play with :(
I can die having laughed every chance I got, or I can die having been miserable. Either way, I’ll be dead.
Sarah Lyons Fleming, Mordacious (The City, #1)
I know this disbelief I feel, the disbelief on the others’ faces, is a survival mechanism. You draw a line in the sand and say you won’t cross it, you won’t believe or do a particular thing. But once you’ve grown accustomed to the unbelievable, or you’ve done what you’ve sworn you’d never do, you redraw the line a little farther back. You let the waves wash the first away like it never existed. But disbelief is insubstantial.
Sarah Lyons Fleming, Mordacious (The City, #1)
On TV, a balding man yells about California and Oregon and an epidemic. A different balding man talks over him, saying all is well. Everything is blown out of proportion, every story rehashed with such fervor by newscasters that they all blend into one gargantuan never-ending crisis that never happens. One day we’ll all be blindsided, since the news is the equivalent of the Boy Who Cried Wolf.
Sarah Lyons Fleming, Mordacious (The City, #1)