gothiccharmschool:

Dear whomever took this photo and posted it: thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I really needed a high-quality dose of Halloween cute today. 

Awwwww! Once it cools off a little I am sure Shadow will be happy to put on his pumpkin sweater too. :D (Seriously, he is one of the only cats I’ve ever met who actively enjoys wearing sweaters.)

gothiccharmschool:

Dear whomever took this photo and posted it: thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I really needed a high-quality dose of Halloween cute today. 

Awwwww! Once it cools off a little I am sure Shadow will be happy to put on his pumpkin sweater too. :D (Seriously, he is one of the only cats I’ve ever met who actively enjoys wearing sweaters.)

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withasmoothroundstone:

monsterfangs:

im so glad this is a thing, i was worried that i was using the wrong word but this is a thing

Ever since I was 16, I started getting extreme nausea and vomitng when traveling to new places.  Not from the travel itself.  It always happened after I was in the new place.
Ever since I was 16, I’ve been susceptible to motion sickness.
An autism researcher finally put it together for me:   My visual perception sucks so badly that in a new place, it’s just like a jumble of colors all jumping around.  This gives me this kind of visual motion sickness.  Prior to age 16, it just made things look weird and I kind of played with it for fun.  After, I became capable of motion sickness and it all went downhill from there.

WHOAH. I don’t get the vomiting thing, thank goodness, but I definitely/frequently get the nausea thing and sometimes vertigo after I’ve landed and had a chance to take in the new place for a while. I never imagined it might be due to the same mechanism as motion sickness. I’m not terribly prone to motion sickness from actual motion (riding in the 3rd seat of a van can do it, as can being in a plane that’s been circling for 45 minutes) but it’s familiar enough such that this is a fairly enormous epiphany.

withasmoothroundstone:

monsterfangs:

im so glad this is a thing, i was worried that i was using the wrong word but this is a thing

Ever since I was 16, I started getting extreme nausea and vomitng when traveling to new places.  Not from the travel itself.  It always happened after I was in the new place.

Ever since I was 16, I’ve been susceptible to motion sickness.

An autism researcher finally put it together for me:   My visual perception sucks so badly that in a new place, it’s just like a jumble of colors all jumping around.  This gives me this kind of visual motion sickness.  Prior to age 16, it just made things look weird and I kind of played with it for fun.  After, I became capable of motion sickness and it all went downhill from there.

WHOAH. I don’t get the vomiting thing, thank goodness, but I definitely/frequently get the nausea thing and sometimes vertigo after I’ve landed and had a chance to take in the new place for a while. I never imagined it might be due to the same mechanism as motion sickness. I’m not terribly prone to motion sickness from actual motion (riding in the 3rd seat of a van can do it, as can being in a plane that’s been circling for 45 minutes) but it’s familiar enough such that this is a fairly enormous epiphany.

The one aspect of not driving that really bothers me

…is the fact that I can’t get my cats to the vet without asking someone I know, and who is local, for a favor.

My partner and I live together so he is usually able to provide transportation (and he doesn’t mind this or even see it as a favor; he’s the cats’ human too, after all!).

But I would have no guaranteed way of getting them to the vet in an emergency if my partner were on work travel or something. Or even of he just wasn’t home yet. I would basically have to go around frantically knocking on my neighbors’ doors hoping someone could help.

There really should be a pet ambulance service. Or cat-friendly taxis or something. There really should be. :/

withasmoothroundstone:

thetinytabby:

It’s October! Black cats are often associated with being spooky, but this means they have a negative stereotype associated with them.

Some people take the color of the cat into heavy consideration when looking for a new companion. This also goes for dogs! It’s a sad fact that black dogs and cats have a hard time finding homes.

To celebrate the awesomeness of black kitties, we would like to do a little showcase of black adoptable kitties! We also want to adopt to some shelters that are taking care of black kitties!
If you would like to nominate a kitty, please reblog with a link, or email us at admin@theinytabby.com

Want to find a black cat to show us? Try https://www.petfinder.com/ !

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<3 Thank you!

Bast wasn’t “the cat goddess”, but other than that, yeah.  

She was a goddess associated first with lionesses then later with cats, later depicted with a cat’s head because cats were sacred to her.  Her temples were full of cats.  But she was not a “cat goddess” or a “goddess of cats” any more than Thoth was the “ibis god”.  Animals could be sacred to certain gods, or associated with them because of their qualities, but it wasn’t “cat worshp” or anything.  Bast’s main traits were being solar, associated with Ra, and protective.  They tended to make strongly protective gods associated with felines in some way, usually lions but in this case also cats (which had some politics behind it too).

But everything else seems legit, so yes, adopt black cats, so many don’t get adopted.  And for some it’s for stupid reasons like “All black cats are the same.”  No they’re not! Why would they be!?

Every black cat I’ve ever met has been an individual (unsurprisingly) and they’ve all been wonderful.

fourloves:

aprilwitching:

“His teeth began to chatter. God All-Mighty! he thought, why haven’t I realized it all these years? All these years I’ve gone around with a - SKELETON - inside me! How is it we take ourselves for granted? How is it we never question our bodies and our being?…

OMG it is time to re-read “The October Country” apparently.

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ajax-daughter-of-telamon:

mediocre-latinist:

outerspacecake:

mairzydotes:

Raise your hand if you used to play with these things for hours and if you came across them again you would still play with them for hours.

#i need the name
tangrams

these things smelled so pretty

…
…. they had a smell?

Yesss they had a great smell. Kind of like new pencils. Woody and subtly sweet and painty.

ajax-daughter-of-telamon:

mediocre-latinist:

outerspacecake:

mairzydotes:

Raise your hand if you used to play with these things for hours and if you came across them again you would still play with them for hours.

tangrams

these things smelled so pretty

…. they had a smell?

Yesss they had a great smell. Kind of like new pencils. Woody and subtly sweet and painty.

(Source: mareseatgoats)

Turtle at Hakone Gardens, Saratoga, CA.

Turtle at Hakone Gardens, Saratoga, CA.

Base of redwood tree at Hakone Gardens, Saratoga, CA.

Base of redwood tree at Hakone Gardens, Saratoga, CA.

minato-yuki:

OOOH MY GOODNESS LOOK AT THE LONG BUN SNUGGLING KITTY OH MY GOODNES BUN FTTY BABY

minato-yuki:

OOOH MY GOODNESS LOOK AT THE LONG BUN SNUGGLING KITTY OH MY GOODNES BUN FTTY BABY

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chavisory:

groupieguide:

sleeepynatural:

NOBODY IS KIDDING WHEN THEY SAY THINGS LIKE THAT ABOUT DAVID BOWIE.

Nobody.

Because this deserves a transcription:
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HOW MY DAD CAME OUT.
It was at Thanksgiving and everything.  Just me, my sister, and my dad.
Dad:  So, since it’s sort of tradition to confess things over Thanksgiving dinner, I think I ought to let everyone know that I’m…uh, bisexual.
Me:  Cool.
Little sister:  What’s that?
Dad:  It means I like girls and boys.
Little sister:  Oh.
(my sister and I keep eating)
Dad: …and everyone’s alright with that?
Everyone:  …yeah…
Dad:  Oh.  Okay, good.  (sits down, then stands up again)  At least act surprised, come on!  I’m fifty, I’ve been sitting on this shit since I was sixteen!
Little sister:  (confused)  but you’ve always said you wanted to marry David Bowie!
Dad:  Well, I thought you assumed I was kidding when I said things like that.
Me:  Nobody is kidding when they say things like that about David Bowie.
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OMG.

chavisory:

groupieguide:

sleeepynatural:

NOBODY IS KIDDING WHEN THEY SAY THINGS LIKE THAT ABOUT DAVID BOWIE.

Nobody.

Because this deserves a transcription:

Image reads

HOW MY DAD CAME OUT.

It was at Thanksgiving and everything.  Just me, my sister, and my dad.

Dad:  So, since it’s sort of tradition to confess things over Thanksgiving dinner, I think I ought to let everyone know that I’m…uh, bisexual.

Me:  Cool.

Little sister:  What’s that?

Dad:  It means I like girls and boys.

Little sister:  Oh.

(my sister and I keep eating)

Dad: …and everyone’s alright with that?

Everyone:  …yeah…

Dad:  Oh.  Okay, good.  (sits down, then stands up again)  At least act surprised, come on!  I’m fifty, I’ve been sitting on this shit since I was sixteen!

Little sister:  (confused)  but you’ve always said you wanted to marry David Bowie!

Dad:  Well, I thought you assumed I was kidding when I said things like that.

Me:  Nobody is kidding when they say things like that about David Bowie.

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OMG.

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