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@an-ornery-mouse

a fandom garbage dump. M*A*S*H, computer games, aubrey/maturin, star trek, peter lorre, occasional cardiacs and classical music junk. i run heavensyesfathermulcahy. i am anonymous for a reason. 

hawkeye with a Proud Boy and his Large Breakfast

it has been a very long time since I have been on my tumblr, but in the harsh, cold light of 2021, I would like to say that when I wrote this post I had never heard of the Proud Boys and literally meant that he is a boy who is proud of his breakfast. radar is NOT a proud boy. not like that.

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“God! I mean, what is the earthly point of trying, just for once in your life, just trying to make an honest, decent salad for no other motive other than love, and a decent desire, without crudding, arsing thing coming apart in your hand?”

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BABIES!!!

so the best thing about this is that bobcats, like just about every feline besides lions and domestic cats, are pretty solitary. they don’t really have friends. they aren’t really equipped to make friends. 

domestic cats, on the other hand, do know how to make friends. they are friendly to the point that lots of feral cats live in colonies— the females hang out together, even raise kids together, and the males like to spend nonsexual time with their baby mommas. they groom each other, play around, and have a particular tail position to signal to one another— straight up with the tip curled— that they’re friendly and happy to see each other. cats learned how to be chill with each other in order to take full advantage of human food sources: an ancient granary supplies enough rats for a lot of cats, as does a modern lady with a big bag of frisky bits, so it would be a waste of time and energy for any one cat to try and stake the entire foodsource out for exclusive use. less fighting means more eating and resting which means a longer, nicer life and a lot more kittens. 

so this stray cat, she obviously has no colony if she’s wandering around and sneaking into zoo enclosures, so she’s like ‘hey! there’s food here! what up, other cat, let’s be friends, let’s be friends and share that food’. and the bobcat is like ‘??????’ because actually wild cats are pretty cautious about initiating hostilities and anything new and aggressive makes them very worried. and the domestic cat is like ‘haha cool, ok, we’re friends now, big guy. no problems.’ and the bobcat is like ‘????? well…?? ok?’ and then they are friends. 

the super interesting thing about most wild cat species is they don’t really have the capacity to make friends on their own, especially outside of sibling bonds, but, if someone comes along and does all the friend-making themselves, they’ll totally roll with it. zoo cats can get really attached to their caregivers— or, in this case, a very confident little calico demonstrating exactly why her species has been so darn successful over the last nine thousand years . 

so anyway that is the best thing: bobcats are not equipped to make friends, but luckily for this bobcat this homeless lady did not give any shits and made friends anyway. and now they are both happy. 

I will never be over the floofpaws of the bobcat attempting loafstance in that first picture

OH MY GOOOOOOOD

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A VIDEO OF THEM GROOMING AND HEADBUTTING EACH OTHER!!!

Awwwww

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My friends got me the best (and worst) present ever

It’s one of those sequin pillows where you can turn the sequins. And this is how they look like from both sides.

Please someone make it stop.

Nic Cage is haunting me in my dreams now.

I mean, it was a free pillow but AT WHAT COST!!!!

Honestly, Rick Rolling is the best practical joke ever. Like, there’s nothing offensive or mean  spirited about it. It’s just like “Oops you thought there would be something else here but it’s ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’.” which isn’t even a bad song. It’s fairly enjoyable to listen to. There’s no jumpscares, no screaming, no ill will. Just Rick Astley telling you he’s never going to give you up. I think that’s great. “You fell into my trap! Here, listen to this completely benign song that will have no negative effect on you.”