My BG3 headcanon: Astarion truly cares about his Tav | Durge, doesn't matter if they are friends or lovers, so when his dearest had a date night, he secretly followed, just in case.
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My BG3 headcanon: Astarion truly cares about his Tav | Durge, doesn't matter if they are friends or lovers, so when his dearest had a date night, he secretly followed, just in case.
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Rdr2 - Birds.
10/29/18
Fourth day of running! I forgot to log yesterday but what can you do ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I’m getting better, although my exercise asthma is also getting worse so it’s a win/lose scenario. I can now jog from the top of my driveway to about four houses away! Not much, but it’s definitely progress.
There’s also a dead squirrel on my street (the main reason I didn’t log yesterday, it made me super sad), so I’d like to take a moment to wish that squirrel off to squirrel heaven or wherever its soul may go.
God bless your squirrely soul.
This season's score stands at Sparkles 2, Squirrels 0.
I walked out of the house to take out the trash. Sparkles followed me, then veered off to run around the back yard while I went over to the trash can by the garage. She will spend hours running the fence line and barking at the local wildlife.
Apparently the local wildlife had wandered too far from the fence for safety, though, because I came back a minute later and found this waiting for me:
She was SO PROUD OF HERSELF for catching this one! She carried it around the yard for a good ten minutes and kept asking to go inside with it. Even after I managed to get into the house past her without the squirrel crossing the threshold (which required a minor feat of acrobatics), she sat politely on the mat outside the door and requested that I open it so she could bring her new toy inside:
Didn't happen, much to her disappointment. We have fake polyester squirrels for indoor play, though I admit they're much less exciting.
Now, if only she'd ignore the squirrels long enough to chase the chipmunks out of my garage...
Writing self-indulgent shit is really funny. I'm so embarrassed, but on the other hand, no one's ever gonna see it (hopefully), so it's not supposed to be a big deal.
I shall consider it writing practice. Maybe I won't die every few minutes or so bc the characters just did something stupidly and/or chaotic.
I have been crying the whole way to work because I ran over a squirrel. The poor thing was literally flopping around in the road trying to get up and I started sobbing. I hate than animals run out in the street! I'm already having a bad day.