I’m still going through my older kindness emails and I think I’m going to hold off until our archives are restored because either I’ve read them a dozen times and THINK I’ve already posted them, or I did post them. Until I’m sure, I’m going with newer emails. I will go through them all, promise!
Tonight, it’s all about the critters.
First up – Introverts UNITE!
Direct link to Instagram dog park video here (in case it stops playing)
View this post on Instagram
Jeanne Moos has the full story here (I could not embed that video)
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Just a puffin making a researcher’s day better:
Puffin monitoring is not as easy as you might think. They'll do anything they can to make you lose concentration. pic.twitter.com/ovdwViC100
— Skokholm Island (@SkokholmIsland) June 18, 2022
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I think Adam sent this one to me (if not, whoever did, identify yourself!)
Pianist cat 😻❤🎹 pic.twitter.com/JGKppBA8G6
— Sarper Duman (@sarperduman) September 29, 2021
You may or may not remember this guy – he woke up one morning and found a mama cat and her, 5 I think, newborn kittens under his bed. They were not his cats. He ended up keeping them all and turns out they all love playing music with him.
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From Laura Too:
The amazing full story is here. And if you need more than my weekly happy posts, bookmark that site, it’s full of good stuff.
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Rescued eaglet sent to me by Alison Rose:
And finally…here’s your weekly critter from my house. Never a dull moment. You’ll just have to press play to see the cutest guilty pup ever:
That’s it for this week.
Remember kindness begins at home, please be kind to yourself.
Baud
I would pay to see that cat in concert.
raven
4,000 Former Research Beagles Moving from Virginia Facility to Shelters to Find Forever Homes
The Humane Society of the United States has 60 days to move the beagles out of the breeding facility and into U.S. shelters
Grumpy Old Railroader
I ALWAYS look forward to these posts. Thank you
HumboldtBlue
I’m with ya, Trixie! I bet that tomato was delicious!
SiubhanDuinne
Trixie’s tail is just destroying me.
Josie
Trixie knows what she did and she is not sorry.
TaMara
@SiubhanDuinne: She’s done that since she was a puppy – whenever she knows she’s done something she shouldn’t. It makes setting rules for her soooo difficult. She knows I’ll crumble if she wags the last bit of her tail.
WaterGirl
@raven: Glad you posted that Raven. My power went out last night so I just said fuck it.
WaterGirl
@SiubhanDuinne: Tail translation: “I love my mom, and she’s talking to me right now. She’s even saying my name.”
sab
Can she reach the top of the fridge?
persistentillusion
@raven: My red Heeler is a rescue from a breeding operation. She was probably a product of the operation as a puppy and because she was pretty (I get people commenting on her as a pretty dog all the time, so it’s not just me) she was bred until the ring was busted. Her pelvis was damaged during all this and she sits like a manspreading guy on the bus, but is otherwise a lovely and cheerful dog.
ETA pelvis not ring and damaged not busted, autocorrect is weird.
WaterGirl
@sab: My cocker spaniel figured out how to open the refrigerator. That was not a happy day at my house, except for her, of course.
Three leftover chicken breasts (chicken in white wine sauce), wild rice, and 3/4 of a homemade chocolate cream pie. She left the crust. Even the crust was homemade, but pie crusts aren’t my best thing.
After that, my kitchen looked lovely with painters tape across the edge in two places so she couldn’t get the fridge open.
Villageidiocy
This is just to say
I have eaten
the tomato
that was on
the counter
and which
you were probably
saving
for dinner
Forgive me
It was delicious
so sweet
and so bold
Roger Moore
Not Mitt Romney.
CarolPW
@WaterGirl: Puck (dog) used to get into the garbage under the sink because she figured out how to open the cupboard doors. I put kid-latches on the doors and that took care of it until I got Hek (Iraq cat) who figured out how to open the kid latches so the dog could get into the kitchen trash, knocking the container over so Hek could get into it too.
Roger Moore
@WaterGirl:
Blah blah Ginger blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah Ginger blah blah blah blah blah.
Rob
The cat and the puffin! And Trixie, of course. All brought a smile to my face.
Alison Rose
@TaMara: Dogs are gonna dog. And if it was an heirloom tomater, I can’t blame her one bit. But any homegrown one is gonna be pretty delicious, and do I ever love the smell of tomato plants!
MagdaInBlack
@Villageidiocy: ❤️
zhena gogolia
Trixie so cute
zhena gogolia
And our feelgood moment lasted about a minute
trollhattan
Bruno our Dalmatian was a hard-core ball fetcher–would fetch in the midday heat until he keeled over, had we let him. One day he discovered the backyard tomato vines and determined the gap between a green tomato and a green tennis ball was so small as to not exist, which I learned when I found a dozen or so collected into a tomato nest, ready for fetching I guess.
As I was picking them up he grabbed one and ran, expecting a chase. Took a step towards him and chomp, he learned tomatoes were not just for fetching at all but something the vines provided for a hungry dog. I could see on his face that we had just entered a mighty struggle for control of the tomato crop. Experts differ on how that turned out.
Now, the Trixie look is more akin to the time Bruno stole and ate the two-pound frozen Chateaubriand from the kitchen sink. Wrapper and all.
Joy in FL
Trixie is perfection.
And the other stories are wonderful, too. Thanks for this post : )
WaterGirl
@trollhattan: Henry is a total tomato fiend. At least he was. He is allergic to tomatoes, among other things. So sad for henry!
CaseyL
I love stories about animals
misbehavingtaking charge of their own destinies!Jackie
Had a goofball cat, Oreo, who would get into the garbage under the sink, if someone forgot to wash out tuna cans before trashing. The cupboard doors were spring loaded. Oreo could get in, but not out. I would hear thumpdedededum, thumpdedededum over and over as he tried to get out. I’d stomp into the kitchen and fill a glass with water and open the cupboard door. His scrunched-tight eyes ready for the water about to be flung in his face. He never learned; most often this was during the middle of the night, so it took awhile before I remembered to buy the child latch to thwart him. I miss Oreo.
Redshift
@raven:
State Sen. Jennifer Boysko was one of the leaders in getting that facility shut down. She’s a friend of mine from the Dean campaign who I helped get elected to the legislature and then the state senate. Just a reminder that we can make good things happen.
Ella in New Mexico
@Villageidiocy:
Well done. Hat’s off to you.
:-D
trollhattan
@WaterGirl:
Not an easy conversation to have with any dog.
“Yes, I know you love this [this=a universe of items, depending on pet] but because I love you I cannot let you have it.”
[Blinks] “Why hast thou forsaken me?”
And so it goes. Remember, we’re the smart ones.
mrmoshpotato
Thanks for posting. Been a rough week here.
mrmoshpotato
Was a crazy storm to blame?
mrmoshpotato
Your fridge spoiled that pooch!
The pup didn’t get sick from the chocolate?
mrmoshpotato
Hahaha! Excellent.
ETA
Just looked up the price on that. Oof!
eclare
The piano playing cat’s eyes…it’s as if the kitty is in a trance!
eclare
@WaterGirl: ALL attention is good attention.
Ken
Wolves can’t make that expression. Dogs have a mutation that lets them move their eyebrows that way. It’s thought that humans favored dogs with the mutation, though I’m not convinced that has the “who is selecting whom” effect the right way around.
zhena gogolia
@eclare: I love that! The eyes are closed at first, then they open wide.
My Buddy used to play the piano in the middle of the night by walking over the keyboard. It was very cool — you’d hear these spectral, atonal sounds.
Rachel Bakes
Needed this today.
my dad loved puffins, schlepping us on a boat tour to Machias Seal Island in the late 80s.