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fluffysheeps

Snake snacks 🐍

herpsandbirds

Thorny Devil (Moloch horridus), family Agamidae, Kalbarri, Western Australia

photograph by Artur Tomaszek

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Mexican Hognose (Heterodon kennerlyi), family Colubridae, West TX, USA

Rear fanged, mildly venomous.

photograph by Justin Doll

No matter how suspicious you might find the neighbor who never opens their blinds, they will never be as suspicious as the neighbor who wants free reign to peek in through people’s windows.

56kilobits

i've been obsessed with this video so i downloaded the video file off of youtube so even if the internet goes down i can always watch frogtimelapse.mp4

drtanner

Unmute, btw.

sentrysvoid

V for Vendetta dir. James McTeigue | 2005

sailorcuba

the purest form of serotonin is when a cat looks at u and u go like “what?” and it meows at u

arborealgargoyle

like, that is a very unspecific response I still have no idea what you want but I applaud how adorably you meowed all the same, well done

arborealgargoyle

This post led me to reminisce on the nature of cat’s meowing, and I have a funny story

I befriended a feral cat once who had spent her life in the forest without human interaction. I was worried about her because she had a paw damaged from an old injury and was emaciated but obviously nursing kittens that were hidden away somewhere. It took me weeks of putting out food and sitting across the yard every evening for her to trust me even a little and when she decided we were friends and she expected dinner every night she started coming to my door and trying to call for me in the evening, but she didn’t meow. Why would she? Cats only meow naturally as kittens when their vocal chords/ears aren’t fully developed, adult cats communicate with vocalizations that aren’t audible to humans. She probably tried making noises I couldn’t hear to call me but ended up sticking to the one I always responded to- a horrible yowling growl that she had made at me when we first encountered each other in the forest. Except once we were friends she would make this noise while purring and rubbing affectionately against a nearby tree or the porch railing (because she didn’t want to touch me yet). This understandably freaked my family members out but I was touched that she had taken the time to find a way to basically yell FUCK OFF in an affectionate way.

Fast forward to when she finally trusts me enough to bring her hidden kittens out of the forest to me, long story short I gained their trust and put them in this big pen, that I had previously used to keep chickens in, so they’d be safe and to keep her from having another litter. Except she was already secretly pregnant again! (Fix your pets, guys, they make SO many babies) and ended up having her new babies in this pen. I kept my distance, sitting on the outside once they were born until she seemed comfortable enough to let me come inside. The kittens were a bit wild, hissing viscously at me as soon as they opened their eyes, but they warmed up to me. There were four of them and soon they all wanted to be the center of attention during the twice daily play sessions. I’d be playing with one and another would meow insistently behind me and I’d immediately answer them and give them love, teaching them that humans could be friends that answer their needs- making them adoptable once they were weaned. Mama cat (Artie) would just watch me play with them, and I guess she was doing some thinking because one day when they were about a month old I was playing with them and one meowed behind me. I was confused because I hadn’t realized there was a kitten behind me and when I turned, there wasn’t. The only cat there was Artie looking at me really intensely. I turned back around to the kittens and I heard the meow again, I turned back to Artie and responded in the way I always did with the kittens “yes baby?” And she meowed again in an exact imitation of her kittens! After that she would.not.shut.up. It was like she had cracked some kind of code, meowing for attention and snacks and just to say hi. Her two older kittens, the ones she’d had in the forest, had never meowed at me either but started to once they saw how I responded to their mom. and I find it endlessly fascinating because before that it had never occurred to me that cats only meow at humans because they were taught by other cats to keep meowing past kittenhood because that’s the best way to get a human’s attention.

Imagine befriending some weird giant with the wrong number of legs that you met in the forest who seems nice enough but doesn’t seem to be able to hear you, until your friend explains that all they can understand is fuck off! And I’m a baby give me love!

marinella-ela

animentality

melonisopod

acecream-and-cake

herpsandbirds

Hello! More of a general request - can you feature baby lizards? I just really like that they look almost exactly the same as adult ones, except Extremely Wee. Here are a few!

Texas Horned Lizard (for some reason putting them on coins seems to be a thing?): one, two, three

Chameleons: one, two

Geckos (various types): one, two, three

Sure thing! Here are some baby lizards to fulfill your emotional needs.

Texas Horned Lizard (Phrynosoma cornutum), juvenile, family Phrynosomatidae, Falcon State Park, Texas, USA

Photograph by Texas Parks & Wildlife Dept.

Northern Five-lined Skink (Plestiodon fasciatus), juvenile, family Scincidae, Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, USA

photograph by Adrian Bara-Popa

Pink-tongued Skink (Cyclodomorphus gerrardii), T - juvenile, B/M - adults, family Scincidae, found in Eastern Australia

photograph by SouthEast SnakeCatcher

Mainland She Oak Skink (Cyclodomorphus michaeli), mother with pups, family Scincidae, eastern Australia

photograph by Ken Griffiths

Common Butterfly Lizard (Leiolepis belliana), mother with pups, family Agamidae, found in SE Asia

photographs by Fahad Malik

adulthoodisokay

Guy dresses up as his dog’s favorite toy (via Jeff Spiegel/Twitter)

disgustinganimals

Perfect infiltration method. Find out their secrets, my good man.

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pangur-and-grim

I’ve gone insane and started writing a cliche fantasy novel

pangur-and-grim

why did nobody tell me that writing is the adult equivalent of playing with dolls

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AND WHAT A LONG WAY WE’VE COME!

pangur-and-grim

you can grab this now! Barnes & Noble, Books A Million, Amazon.com, Amazon.ca, Amazon.co.uk, Indigo, Waterstones, Forbidden Planet, Bookshop.org

morkaischosen

Oh this blurb sounds incredibly up my street.

I’m- just going to copy this in from the store page.

All his life, Sir Cameron has stayed as far away from danger as possible. He is, quite frankly, too handsome to die a violent and pointless death in battle. But when the Church hands down a prophecy to his fellow knights predicting that the only way to defeat their nemesis, the mad sorcerer Merulo, is to kill Cameron, he finds himself in a situation too sticky for even his considerable wiles. Short of ideas, Cameron throws himself on the mercy of the one person who now actually wants him to survive: the mad sorcerer. Merulo isn’t thrilled to be babysitting a spoilt, attention-seeking knight, but fate has tied them together. And transmogrifying Cameron into a vulture is at least a great source of entertainment. Cameron, meanwhile, is on a voyage of self-discovery. It turns out he’s really, really into surly sorcerers who lock him up and tell him what to do. Who knew? As a legion of knights surround their stronghold, the sorcerer’s poisonous ambitions draw ever closer to fruition. Cameron is quite invested in not dying, but he finds he’s also invested in Merulo. And sometimes, supporting the sorcerer you care about means taking an interest in their hobbies. Even if that hobby is trying to kill God. Even if it might get you killed, too.