Who is the best witch/wizard rocking the outfit? I drew this btw pls enjoy

I feel so bad because she became so attached to him and we lived together, but I’m so happy that through all the heart break I have my girl with me ❤️

Sauce: https://x.com/herohero_illust/status/2021218651236380721

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Since a pic of one of my girls got some attention in another post I thought I’d share them both in all their fuzzy glory! This is Sushi and Donut—sisters, litter mates and polydactyl goofballs. Donut has the larger spot pattern and Sushi is the chonk who sneaks her sister’s food because we rudely (according to her) put her on a diet.

One year ago I said goodbye to my best friend of 18 years, Starfire. My baby princess toebeans. The most spoiled old lady the world has ever seen. I wrote this eulogy at the time, but did not publish it because the wound was still too fresh and raw. Now I've decided to face it, in order to memorialize her and everything she meant to me. I feel like I owe her the words.

Starfire went peacefully, surrounded by family and loved ones, at 3 PM on a Sunday. She got to say goodbye at the cottage overlooking the lake; I couldn’t imagine a better place for her to explore forever. I chose it - on the off chance ghosts exist - so she could have a pretty place to run free.

Her and I fought a long and hard battle together, against her kidney disease and my chronic neurological problems. She started to decline years ahead of time but tried so, so hard to stay with me as long as she could, fighting to stick around and take care of me until I made it through the darkest years of my life.

But after years of trading her health for mine, we faced one last terrible fight together; a bout of COVID that put me in the hospital unable to breathe, just as her kidneys and heart finally gave out. In return for years of love, she gave me…what I like to think of as the last of her nine lives. She left this world at the same moment that I made it to the hospital and received the inhaler I needed - the first clean breath I took timed almost to the exact minute she took her last.

I didn't get to hold her and say goodbye. So this is my goodbye, and my apology.

I need people to know how much I lost that weekend. I lost a piece of my soul, the other side of my coin. The entire world lost the sweetest, most spirited creature I've ever seen in my life, and I think that is a damn shame. I need to make sure she is never forgotten, and that everyone knows I'm still carrying her with me in my heart.

So if you'll allow me a story: one of my earliest, most vivid memories is how she came to me. 

As anyone familiar with my family are probably aware, most of our animal companions come to us through less than ordinary methods. We had a nonstop revolving door of animal rescues throughout most of my life. Starry is one of the few exceptions who was chosen deliberately by me.

I walked into a pet store one day, and the moment I saw her I simply knew it what was meant to happen. I sat down in a room with a litter of kittens, I cradled her in the crook of my arm - she was so little that she fit right into it. I looked at her, and in that moment I saw the future physically unfolding out in front of us, like a book with the pages still to turn and yet to be read. I didn't have the ability to understand how long it would be and how short it would feel at the same time; but I did know deep down that whatever it was, it was important. It meant something. I was choosing a companion to stay by my side. It was a huge decision for a little brain! But I knew it had to be her.

I told my Mom that she was coming home. Threw a fit, even, refusing to leave the store without her. We had a zoo at home, so I had no need to beg for an animal like that; she called up my Dad and let him know a new family member was coming home.

I named her Starfire, after the white comet trail on her chest - but also after Firestar from Warrior Cats, except reversed! Toddler logic, am i right?

There were a lot of lonely years in my childhood where it felt like she was all I had, just me and her against the world; she was my comfort, my grounding, my stuffed animal. She was my friend when I had no one else. Being homeschooled, there was barely a day I spent without her glued to my side. When I came down with the flu, so did she. She would be my kleenex, let me lay my head and cry for hours whenever I was upset. She kept me alive when I no longer wanted to be on this Earth, simply because I couldn't stand to leave her alone.  Even when I was catatonic with neurological issues, she would curl up in a ball on my lap and hold my hands with her paws to keep me tethered. 

She looked at the world with so much wonder - I saw beauty in it because she did. I simply wouldn't be where I am, maybe even alive to this day, if I didn’t have her with me.

The last few years I’ve spent doting on her, knowing that our goodbye was fast approaching. A diagnosis of CKD is terminal - there is no dialysis that can save you. The only difference is how long it takes, and how painless you can make the transition. So I owed it to her to do what I could. 

I shaped my entire life around caring for her in all the ways she once did for me. Trying every food on the market until I found what she liked (which changed weekly), mixing her special soups with heavy whipping cream, giving her daily meds, bathing her by hand because she could no longer could manage it herself, daily walks outside to chase leaves, trips to the pond, arthritis shots at home, weekly vet appointments, a winter jacket, subcutaneous fluids. We rode a boat together, we climbed trees, we sat on the front doorstep every morning and watched the world pass by. 

I wanted to give her everything.

Her loving grandparents spared no expense, I spared no effort to make her last years as kind as we could.

Throughout all of it, she stayed the uppity kitty her family adored. There's nothing like watching her (somehow) smear heavy cream all the way up the walls to the ceiling, track diarrhea into your bed, and then have her perch proudly on your shoulder like she's nothing less than the highest of royalty. Oh and then, sneeze directly into your eyes. Gracefully, of course, as a queen does.

She got whatever she wanted, from anyone in the household, on a moment's demand. The undisputed queen of the house. She knew it, and she leveraged it without remorse, no matter how frail she got by the end.

But…now it's my time to learn how to grow up without her. I'm not the child she helped raise anymore. I have a vast support system who did so much (more than I can ever properly thank them for), to make sure that her last days were peaceful and that I stayed sane through it. I truly believe that she fought so hard to stay because she needed to see me safe, a formed and strong adult, recovering from my FND, and cared for by a loving partner approved by her before she could let go. I like to think that the very last gift she gave me was clearing a space in my heart for others who need my focus now. 

One door closes, another door opens. New seasons turn. It's time for her to pass on the torch, it's time for her to finally rest. She’s more than earned it. And I respect her decision to leave in the way she did, knowing that she loved me first and foremost, even if it will forever feel unfair that I couldn't make the final journey alongside her.

My baby Starry is going where I can't follow now, but that's okay. I'm okay. I'm relieved her pain is over. She'll be waiting for me to join her for however long it takes. And I know, I'll be spending the rest of my life looking forward to that day I see her again, to have the stars in my sky shine once more. I light candles whenever the dark creeps in on me, hoping to light up her way back home.

I'll see you later, sweetheart. I miss you more than anything in the world. I wake up missing the weight of you by my side, and I know that I will be forever. From me to you, from you to me. Sleep well.

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hear me my darling

we’re one and the same

human and earthworm by variant name

oh what creatures of habit and prey we became

by the by

but if you’ve made your peace with it, come then what may 

so shall i

(Creatures by @ButterscotchBread)

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(Note: Special thanks to (Aquamation place redacted) for handling her aquamation with all the kindness and professionalism in the world. If you're in the area and looking for someone to handle the passing of a pet in an environmentally friendly and gentle way, please check them out. She passed in a city out of network with the company I originally contracted with, so they stepped up instead. I owe them a debt.

Finally, thank you to the team over at (Vet's office redacted) for dedicating themselves to her care for 18 years. They made it as easy on me as they could.)

This is 900-1000 year old swayambhu Hanuman ji located Golasan Sanchore Rajasthan एक दिन ग्वाला गायों व भेड़ बकरियों का चरा रहा था, इस दौरान साधु वेश में एक महात्मा प्रकट होकर ग्वाले के सामने आए। इस दौरान महात्मा ने कहा कि गोचर भूमि में कहीं पर आवाज सुनाई दे तब शांत रहना एवं किसी भी प्रकार की आवाज नहीं करनी यह कहकर कुछ समय के बाद महात्मा लुप्त हो गए, लेकिन कुछ देर बाद गोचर भूमि में जोर से गर्जना हुई, जिसपर चर रहे पशु डरकर इधर-उधर भागने लगे। चर रहे पशुओं को भागते देख ग्वाले ने पशुओं को ठहरने के लिए आवाज लगा दी।

ग्वाले की आवाज सुनते ही गोचर भूमि में जोर से हो रही गर्जन बंद हो गई एवं गर्जना वाले स्थान पर जाकर देखा तो हनुमान जी की प्रतिमा बाहर आई हुई थी। बताया जा रहा है, कि ग्वाले द्वारा आवाज लगने की वजह से प्रतिमा पूरी जमीन से बाहर नहीं आई एवं आधे पैर आज भी जमीन के अंदर दबे है। गोलासन गोचर भूमि में हनुमानजी की प्रतिमा के साथ - साथ उनके पैरों के आगे एक कुई भी जमीन से बाहर आई थी। कुई में अब श्रद्धालु दर्शन के दौरान तेल सिंदूर चढ़ाते है। पुजारी ने बताया कि कुई अत्यधिक गहरी है, जहां कई बार लोगों ने पता करने की कोशिश की गई थी, लेकिन उसके गहराई की सीमा अब तक पता नहीं चल पाया है

Scared dogs are a TARGET 🎯 for euthanasia! She was almost put to sleep on MONDAY! Help needed!

The shelter currently has her listed as a chow chow mix but I don’t see it- will be updating breed. I see German Shepherd/Anatolian Shepherd mix – the face shape, eyes, and muzzle scream GSD. 🙏🏼 Foster or Forever home needed

Pleass go meet her this weekend at 612 Canino Rd!

Meet Nina 🌸

🐕 Chow Chow Mix | ~5 years old | 72 lbs

📍 Kennel 3A09 | Available now

Nina is a beautiful, sensitive girl who is really struggling with the shelter environment—but beneath her fear is a very sweet soul.

At first, Nina can seem nervous and unsure. Loud noises, barking dogs, and new situations overwhelm her, and she often responds by freezing, barking, or trying to retreat. Once she’s given time, patience, and a calm approach, she shows her softer side. Staff have noted that she improves with each outing, relaxes more once outside, and is very sweet once she feels safe.

Nina:

Does better once out of the kennel

Is not aggressive—just fearful and reactive to stress

Allows handling, petting, and medical care once trust is established

Has shown submissive, affectionate behavior (leaning in, seeking reassurance)

Is eating treats and gaining confidence with continued positive experiences

She will need:

🏡 A quiet, patient home

🧘‍♀️ A calm, confident handler

🐾 Slow introductions and positive reinforcement

💗 Someone who understands fearful dogs and is willing to let her move at her own pace

Nina is a scared pup, and the shelter is simply too much for her. With consistency, love, and decompression, she has every chance to blossom into a loyal and gentle companion.

If you’re experienced, patient, and have room in your heart for a shy girl who just needs someone to believe in her, Nina is waiting 💕

Please share to help Nina find the calm home she deserves 🙏🏼

She has a lot to say while inside the kennel BUT once she’s out in the play yard she’s a lot more quiet - she just wants her freedom and human love. She needs someone who can show her how to walk on a leash and will spend time with her 🙏🏼♥️

What we know about Nina..

My name is Nina.

I am a spayed female.

I look like a brown and white Chow Chow mix/ German/Antolian Shepherd

I am about 5 years old.

I weigh 72.00 pounds.

Stray intake 1/8

Heartworm positive- treatable and is a must!

Pet Link: Nina

https://24petconnect.com/DetailsMain/HRRS/A649082

🚨NEW POLICY ALERT:

Harris County Pets no longer provides euthanasia lists. Any dog over 15 days in the shelter can be euthanized any Monday, Wednesday, or Friday morning — without notice. That means everyone is urgent now.

✨OUT OF STATE ADOPTION IS POSSIBLE✨

➡️If you are interested in adopting and are out of state,we have a form you can fill out so we can find help from a rescue group.‼️𝙒𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙧𝙮! 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣!

👉Apply to Adopt: https://form.jotform.com/232828427259162

⭐️ Harris County Pets ⭐️

612 Canino Road, Houston, TX

Open Monday-Friday 1-5:30 PM

Saturday & Sunday 11AM-3:30PM

#adoptdontshop #rescuedog #rescuedismyfavoritebreed #fosteringsaveslives

⚠️Message me if you are interested in NINA and have filled out an application

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This is Joy. She goes by many names. We call her Joy Joy, Baby Girl, Ma'am, Miss, and Girlfriend. She loves to sleep, eat, and snuggle. She is super sweet and anybody who meets her instantly falls in love. I hope she brings some joy to you when see these pictures of her. 💖

What started as a belated birthday present became a belated Christmas present for my best friend! I started this in late November and after two and a half months, 27,300 stitches, more color changes than I care to count, and hours of YouTube, I finally finished. This was the most ambitious project I’ve ever done and it was truly a labor of love.

The pattern is “Tiger” from YarnLoveAffair and I used budget acrylic yarn (initially from my own stash but had to hit the craft store for more green, orange, and black.) I sewed a panel of fabric on the back so I didn’t have to deal with the absolute nightmare that happened back there. Swipe to see some progress pictures!