Hana-Rawhiti Kareariki Maipi-Clarke, the youngest MP in Aotearoa, starts a haka to protest the first vote on a bill reinterpreting the 1840 Treaty of Waitangi
From here. If you think arachnids with long legs are just scary please watch this solifugid dig her nest (or try to) like SUCH a goofy little person creature. Look how she shoves dirt with her mouth and then gives it a little pat. Is she even making any progress?!
In addition to gas lighting, there should be something called moon shining, I don’t know what it would be for.
Moon shining, when you convince yourself an option is worth trying despite the many obvious potential drawbacks.
Also horse girl should be a descriptor for a type of anxiety not an affinity. Horse moments when you’re suddenly on high alert for threats everywhere and everything looks like a danger.
There should be a horse girl wizard who exclusively knows protection spells.
Horse girl wizard with hyper vigilance and her the cat girl who follows her around and falls asleep leaning on her and generally makes a nuisance of herself
Horse girl: “We need to GO now, everyone is STARING and they are mad at us.”
Cat girl: Asleep on her shoulder in the restaurant booth seat, drooling, snoring loudly.
Cat girl having a mad cat moment: !!!!!
Horse girl: What?
Cat girl, running: !!!!!!!
Horse girl, chasing: What!! What’s wrong???
Cat girl running in circles: AHHH! WAUGH!
Horse girl: AAAUGH! AARRRGHHHH!
Both running in around in a circle: YAHH! AHHH! YARRRGHH! AHHH!!!
They are alone in a wide open field running around a solitary, small tree.
Horse girl,casts a magic fortress spell, puts a forcefield around it, puts a wall of magical trees around it, casts invisibility, creates a thousand magical traps, and a second forcefield: Whew, finally safe.
Cat girl, sad face.
Horse girl: What.
Cat girl, scratching at the fortress door, looking over her shoulder with a sad face.
Horse girl: NO.
Horse girl: How… how did you do that?
Cat girl: He was a punk! He wasn’t shit!
Horse girl: He- he was a dragon, a huge-
Cat girl, holding up her arms, making finger claws: You gotta make yourself look big! Rarr!
Horse girl: Look b… He was a hunded foot long dragon!
Cat girl: Then I gave it to him. Pow! Right in the snoot!
Horse girl: You… you made a dragon run away by stabbing his nose.
Cat girl: No way! I just popped him one, boom, closed fist! Punk!
Horse girl, shaking: That was an ancient monster of incomprehensible arcane power.
Cat girl: Make scary sounds too! Rawr! Mrow! That’ll show ‘em what’s what.
Meeting for the first time.
Cat girl: Hey bestie!
Horse girl: What?
Cat girl: Scoot over, gimme some room to sit.
Horse girl: Hello?
Cat girl, curls up in a ball.
Horse girl: Pardon me, has anyone lost a- What’s your name?
Tiger found caged in abandoned home gets second chance at wildlife sanctuary: ‘He seems to be so happy’
The estimated 350-pound tiger was transported to the facility, an
affiliate of the Humane Society of the United States, on Wednesday
afternoon, and is settling in well, Almrud said. There, he will have the
chance to roam in enclosures of up to three acres.
Almrud, who estimates him to be about 2 years old, described the
moment he first walked onto the grass at the sanctuary as remarkable.
“It was just amazing to see him walk out on grass and to see him explore
and have that freedom of movement,” she said. “It was just such a
reward and fulfilling to us.”
Now, he spends his days rolling around the grass in glee, Almrud said.
“He comes right up to the fence every time a staff member is present,” she said. “He seems very amenable to our presence.”
The tiger is eating well – a combination of chicken, humanely raised
non-processed beef and whole prey complete with organs and bones. It
appears that he was being fed chicken, which is what owners of exotic
cats often feed them, but chicken alone does not provide the complete
nutrition they need to thrive, Almrud said.
In addition, caregivers are tasked with keeping the tiger mentally
stimulated by creating “pretend hunting” games and rotating him through
different areas so he has access to new smells and environments to
explore.
“He seems to happy and content,” Almrud said. “Our staff is just falling in love with him.”
Wormweirds are delicate, dangerous creatures, resembling nothing so much as large, fragile slugs. They don’t move much, and almost never around other people, as their glomphing, oozing method of locomotion is rather undignified, and wormweirds are very, very conscious of their dignity. They prefer to perch in one place, often for years at a time. Roads have occasionally been built with previously unplanned corkscrews and roundabouts to avoid disturbing a settled wormweird. They are capable of digesting startling things, including wood and rock, and deriving nutrients from them.
Highly intelligent, capable of performing complex calculations both mathematical and political, wormweirds are valued as accountants, advisors, astronomers, theoretical physicists, and other such cerebral occupations, and held in an almost superstitious awe. The protruding head appendages are tied around with beads and charms, and serve as a symbol of age and rank—the more impressive the pigtails, the older and more highly esteemed the wormweird.
How these creatures reproduce is unknown, and their genders are obscure. While some use the male pronoun, and some the female, it’s not consistent across languages—a given wormweird might be “he” in one language and “she” in the next. If there is a wormweird language, nobody but the wormweirds speak it. Nobody has ever seen a baby wormweird, or if they have, they haven’t recognized it as such. At least one naturalist wrote a paper proposing that they might reproduce, as some slugs do, via a hermaphroditic dance with dueling, sword-like genitalia. They found the body eventually.
Well, most of it, anyway.
Research into that area has been pursued only carefully, and with utmost discretion, ever since.
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Just a doodle of a critter based on the one from the painting “It Gnaws the Walls” which was in turn based on this freaky dream I had once about these giant silkworms with women’s faces living under my office building and eating people when they tried to move their desks. In retrospect, I don’t think I liked that job very much. - Ursula Vernon
A stunning image by the Landscape photographer of the year for 2022, featuring the Dragon's Back landforms of the Peak District in the UK. Photo from a gallery at The Guardian.
"An Ohio sheriff’s lieutenant has apologized – and been merely reprimanded – after authoring social media posts boasting about how he would refuse to assist people who voted for Democrats during Tuesday’s elections and would require proof of a person’s voting choice before providing aid.
John Rodgers, a veteran lieutenant with the Clark county sheriff’s office, reportedly posted on Facebook that he would consider a person’s voting record when responding to calls for service in his jurisdiction, which includes the city of Springfield that has recently been at the center of conservative conspiracy theories, according to the Ohio news outlet WHIO.
In a series of posts, Rodgers reportedly wrote: “I am sorry. If you support the Democrat Party I will not help you.”
In another post, he reportedly said: “The problem is that I know which of you supports the Democratic Party, and I will not help you survive the end of days.”
And in another, WHIO reported, Rodgers indicated people would need to “provide proof of who you voted for” if they asked him for help."
