getting lots of annie feels… and im like still in the training part


life goal: to be as badass at fightin as Annie


turnipjelly:

evenhellcanbehomey:

the-lonely-scottish-guy:

if everybody got a free miniature animal at birth that protected you, like a tiny elephant or dragon, the world would be a better place.

write a book

You could call it The Golden Compass

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ostolero:

dogs deserve to live forever

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dementian:

avianawareness:

kedreeva:

8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

Let me tell to you a thing.

This is Lenore. I first saw her in a little cage at the Petco I frequent (I used to take my parents’ dog in for puppy play time), and she looked like the grouchiest, old, crotchety cat in the world, and I fell instantly in love. She was cranky, she was anti-social, hanging out at the back of her cage. Her fur was matted because she wouldn’t let the groomers near her.

She was perfect.

But I didn’t have a place for her. I wasn’t living in my own space yet, and where I was, I wasn’t allowed cats. So I pressed my face to the bars of her cage and I promised that if no one had adopted her by the time I’d bought a house, I would come back for her.

I visited her every week for over six months while I looked for a house. At one point, they had to just shave her entire rear-end because the mats or fur were so bad. They told me she clawed the heck outta the groomer that did it, screamed the entire time, and spent the next two days growling at anyone that came near the cage.

A couple of weeks later, I closed on my house. I went back and I got an employee, and I said: “That one. I need that cat.”

They got the paperwork and the lady who ran the rescue that was bringing the cats in told me that Lenore (at the time, Lila) was 8 years old, had been owned by an elderly lady who had died, and brought in to a different rescue, who’d had her for six months on top of the time I’d been seeing her at Petco.

This kitty had been living in a 3x3’ cube for over a YEAR because she was older and “less adoptable.”

I signed the paperwork, put her in a cat carrier, and drove her to my new home. I had pretty much nothing; a bed, an old couch, a couple of bookcases, and a tank of mice I called “Cat TV”. I let her out of the carrier and onto my bed, and I told her “I told you I would come back for you when I had a place. It’s not much, but it’s yours too now.”

Lenore spent the next three days straight purring non-stop. She followed me around the house purring. Sat next to me purring. Slept next to me purring. Leaning into every touch, purring, purring, always purring. She still purrs if you so much as think about petting her. She’s amazing, and I love her.

So, you know, if you’re thinking about adopting, and you see a beast that others consider “less adoptable,” think about Lenore.

Special needs are my favorite animal!

I have my own story to add. I took in a menacing and angry cockatiel that was so horrible he’d been named ‘awful’. I changed it to ‘waffle’, and did my absolute hardest to make him happy. The problem was, he hated me. He hated everybody. He hated being touched, he hated being played with. He hated life in general. Waffle was psychotic at points, chewing holes in my hand when I went to change his food dish. When I’d given up all hope of finding a solution, I met an older woman who had recently lost her budgie. She was heartbroken, and I told her that if she really wanted something to love, she could have waffle. She immediately took me up on the offer, and I gave her a cage, toys, a book on cockatiels, and treats to help with her journey. Three weeks later she mailed me a check for $400, and told me Waffle was the sweetest bird of all time. He sang for her, ate out of her hand, gave her ‘scritches’ and even knew the ‘alabama fight song’. Remember this, if nothing else. If you take in a special needs animal, you may not be the right fit. You may end up realizing it was a huge mistake. But at the same time, you may also put that bird on the right path to the owner they were looking for all along… and in a way, be the train that carries them to their actual guardian angel.

guys,dont be asses to grown up cats ughi f i could i’d adopt so many cats… once i went to my local cat shelter and there was this beautiful cat who was missing a leg and i think an eye too  ? anyways i literally FELL IN LOVE with the cat he was super super loving and cuddler and ugh just perfect… it was a shame that he was alredy adopted :/

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underhuntressmoon:

jemmasimmns:

one difference between cats and dogs is that dogs do absolutely nothing to mask their clinginess while cats pretend it’s a coincidence they’re in the same room as you 97% of the time

"The fact I am laying on your face means nothing"

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the great thing about the snk uniforms is that they made the ass look good


ui-peace:

anime dogs are nearly as cute as real dogs

ui-peace:

anime dogs are nearly as cute as real dogs

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official-enjolras:

*Tries to sing Cosette’s part*

*shatters three windows, kills four people, destroys a house*

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stravaganza:

geekophiliac:

THINK OF ALL THE USES OF POLYJUICE POTION THOUGH

YOU COULD TURN INTO YOUR CRUSH AND SEE THAT BODY UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL

OR TURN INTO YOUR ENEMY AND MAKE THEIR LIFE SUPER CONFUSING

OR TURN INTO DUMBLEDORE AND WALK DOWN THE CORRIDOR MUMBLING ABOUT WOOLEN SOCKS

JUST
POLYJUICE POTION

there’s a reason the book about it was in the forbidden section of the library

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