I have yet to see a cat picture on Tumblr that I’ve felt compelled to reblog. I don’t see it ever happening.joebagofdoughnuts said: some people are cat people and some people are dog people. I am both, but I don’t own a dog at the moment, so it is mostly cat…
Reason why I hate cats. They’re so scary.
THE BABY SMACKED THE CAT WHY ARE YOU BLAMING THE ANIMAL
All the fucking time. People have their pets euthanized because they did something to their kid who fucking hit them or pulled on their tail or got in their face or something. Here’s a better idea: WATCH YOUR FUCKING KID WHEN THEY’RE AROUND ANIMALS. Okay thanks.
But this? Well, that’s how kids learn, isn’t it?
they do bad shit, they get bad shit happening right back.
I’ll bet that little brat won’t touch the cat again right?
and OP is a fucking prick for trying to blame the cat for defending itself when the kid SMACKED THE CAT IN THE HEAD.
That shit HURTS for a little cat. I’d lash back too.
growing up I was taught to respect animals and I think what really helped instill the need to respect animals in me had to do with the cat I grew up with. she was 7 when I was born, she was fixed but had multiple litters before she got fixed and pretty much treated me as if I was a human kitten. she was a very maternal cat, she liked taking care of things, and she was rather smart too.
if I got too pushy around her then she’d hiss and/or swat at me with her claws retracted, if I didn’t take a hint I’d get a little bit of a swat with the claws out. the very few times that happened and I got hurt I was told it was my fault and if I had respected her she would have never done that. I also never got seriously hurt by her, even the one time I got really stupid and got a bit more pushy than normal when I was really little. she was really good about getting her point across without being too rough about it.
I really think ideally everyone should grow up being told to respect animals and with access to an animal with the kind of personality that will help drive that home without going overboard. because that way you really get it driven into you that in most cases if you respect an animal properly it will respect you, and understand the difference between reactionary violence from an animal when provoked from an animal just being mean. then perhaps we’d have less animals put down for bullshit reasons. add in a healthy dose of driving home “wild animals are never tame” into the mix and you’d solve some other problems too.
Yep, please teach your children how to respect animals. We’d have less animals given up for “meanness to a new child.” Most of the time the child provoked the attack. Also, teaching them to respect animals will keep them from being injured. A provoked large breed dog is probably going to really harm a child and thus the dog be euthanized. It’s a win-win situation to teach animal respect and it saddens me people don’t do this as a basic life lesson.
I once rescued a pet rat from a situation that has always typified this “blame the animal” bullshit for me. I was doing door-to-door sales, and this family invited me in. They had a few animals: a dog, a couple of caged birds and a massive snake tank. They also had two little kids, one about six, the other a toddler. The six year old said “Do you want to see my pet rat?” I love rats, so enthusiastically, “Yes!”
She pointed at the snake tank. Inside the tank, with the snake, was the live pet rat. Shocked, I asked the parents why it was in there. The little kid answered “[toddler] stuck his hand in the cage and [the rat] bit him, so we fed him to the snake because he’s bad.”
TODDLER STUCK HIS HAND IN THE CAGE.
RAT BIT TODDLER
SO THEY FED THEIR CHILD’S PET TO A SNAKE.
Instantly I said, “I’ll take the rat with me.” They were a bit taken aback, but got me a little carry case, scooped out the gorgeous wee thing and gave him to me. And I got him the fuck out of there. He was shaking and squeaking in terror for about an hour, but with soft talking, a little food and water and kept in a warm, dark room, he eventually chilled out a bit. He died later that evening. I suspect from shock. Poor darling baby.
These people had multiple animals, but had not taught their children that those animals need to be respected. They taught those children that if an animal tries to defend itself, you should torture it.
THE GOLDEN RULE OF TUMBLR
my god, we’re all Ross.
So in conclusion, we are all the men of Friends, combined.
Not just the men.
Phoebe is basically a walking night blogger when she’s got a guitar. Admit it.
In conclusion, we are the show Friends.
we all need this on our blogs
from The Babble On Project
We better reblog this as much as we can 2013 is almost over
HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE BEST JOKES EVER WRITTEN
No but seriously, it was.
Behold the Easter egg I suddenly noticed. The man in the glasses is U.N.I.T. Sergeant Tom Osgood. He was a military technician who built a machine to the Doctor’s specifications so that Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart and his men could penetrate a heart barrier surrounding the village of Devil’s End in the Jon Pertwee story The Daemons.
Clearly he had a granddaughter who also enjoyed the sciences and she decided to follow in her grandfather’s footsteps by joining U.N.I.T. Where she eventually met the man that her grandfather told her about in stories.
My boyfriend posted pictures of our cat on tumblr. This is an historical event. Possibly a fixed point in time.