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I post things that I enjoy &/or mean something to me. She/ her pronouns.

An over 400 million year old, unproblematic dynasty

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Masha The Hero

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They forgot the part where the ambulance actually stopped to let the cat in

oh good I was worried

What a good cat. What a kind cat. How can anyone not love cats they are so good and loving.

they also forgot the part where they only found the baby because masha was screaming her head off bc she knew this baby was in danger. she went around outside the alley the next morning and yelled at passerby until she got one to follow her to the baby. she kept him warm all night and then made sure someone found him. she was adopted after this bc she was a stray and is in a loving home and is a hero

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Hero cat

Thank you, Masha, you’re such a good girl.

See.

Kittens can’t regulate their own body temperature. That’s why they pile up.

Cats see us as colony members.

Masha saw a kitten that was on its own, no mommy, no other kittens to cuddle with. She instinctively knew that was a cold kitten. She knew that a kitten alone on a cold night was very likely to die. Because a kitten would have died too.

So, all she was doing was what any good colony member does - protecting the abandoned kitten. Then when the abandoned kitten’s mommy didn’t come back, she called the rest of the colony for help.

People have this bizarre idea that housecats don’t have a social sense. They do, and it saved this kid’s life. And possibly Masha’s too, as life on the streets is dangerous for a kitty.

We say “good dog” all the time, but Masha was being a very, very good cat…not just by human moral standards but by feline ones.

Rebloging again because who can resist Masha the Hero cat 😻😻😻

Crows are scary They

  • use tools
  • Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
  • Have huge brains for birds
  • like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
  • They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
  • they are scary smart at solving puzzles
  • some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
  • they can remember faces
  • SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
  • They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q

Yeah but have you seen this 

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!

your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.

As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater. 

!!!!

I don’t think I’ll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.

He’s so handsome!!

I would trust a crow with my life

before you see something and recoil at the price, be it handmade items, services, art, whatever. when you see something and you think, "i wouldnt pay more than $15 for that," you seriously have to ask yourself: if i were offered that same $15, would i make this object? would i spend the time to teach myself this skill to get this done, for $15? would i do this service for that same $15? would that be worth my time and effort?

yeah, that handmade necklace is $140. you might only be willing to pay $40 for that same necklace, but would you make it for $40 if someone asked you to?

you want to pay the babysitter fifteen bucks for the three hours she's watching your child. but would you honestly do that for $15? would you go into a stranger's house and change their baby's diaper and care for its needs, for $15?

you think its ridiculous that this artist is charging $30 for an icon commission. would you spend years catching up to their skill level to make that same drawing, start using your skill to make some extra cash, and then spend three hours on a drawing just to get $15?

would you be willing to work for $5 an hour?

no?

then don't be angry when someone else won't.

you don't have buy the service, it's okay if some things aren't within your budget or comfort zone, and it's also okay if the product isn't worth that much money to you. but do not be angry. be glad, because you know of another person out there who isn't being exploited for their time.

This makes so much more sense than "they canceled your favorite show because you weren't posting hard enough"

[Image Description: A Twitter thread from Peter Clines (@/PeterClines) that reads the following across five images:

I’ve seen a few folks discussing the latest slate of Netflix cancellations, and I thought “hey, this is the internet - I should share [capslock] my [end capslock] thoughts.”

So let me tell you what I think’s going on with streaming shows right now. But first... a little history.

Back in ye olden broadcast times, creative folks in television made a lot of their money on the back end—what publishing folks now call the long tail. Sure you got paid for that episode, but you also got paid the first time the network aired it. And also...

...when it got replayed later in the season (reruns!). And the big dream was syndication, when you’d make non-stop money. Okay, not tons of it, but with syndication those pennies could add up.

These are residuals. Actors get ‘em. And writers. And directors. Even the crew.

Yeah, IATSE crew members got residuals. The biggest ones, really (which tends to come as a shock to many folks). That’s why they had that amazing healthcare plan for so many years. It was funded by their residuals.

So anyway back around 2006-ish, many folks noticed their residual checks were shrinking. A lot. Because episodes weren’t getting rerun. And things weren’t going into syndication.

Why not?

Because the studios were streaming them instead. Miss an episode? Watch it online!

“Hang on,” said the creative folks. “Where’s our cut?”

“You don’t get a cut,” said the studios. “Check your contracts. Nothing about the internet in there.”

“Well let’s put it into the contracts.”

“Hahahahaaaa. No.”

And thus we had the Writers Guild (WGA) strike of 2007-2008.

Much has been said about this. Some of it by me (intrepid entertainment journalist at the time). The WGA struck to get new streaming terms put into contracts. The actors (SAG) and directors (DGA) supported them almost immediately.

IATSE... didn’t. That’s a whole ‘nother story.

Anyway the strike was overall successful and new terms became standard for streaming residuals.

With one catch. And I think that catch - that concession - is what’s shaping a lot of streaming decisions right now.

Y’see, in negotiations the studios kept *insisting* they weren’t sure streaming would make money. Even though, for example, NBC was going to the Consumer Electronics Show in Las Vegas and saying they expected to make one billion in online revenue that year.

They insisted the creative folks agree to a "free window." For a set number of days, a network can stream a show and not pay ANY residuals. This would let them recoup costs in the uncertain world of the internet. Once the window's past, residuals would flow at the agreed rates.

The window? Twenty-four days for new shows, seventeen for established shows.

Networks can stream a brand new show for three and a half weeks and pocket every single cent of revenue they earn from it.

Does this timeframe sound a bit familiar?

D’you ever wonder why on so many network sites, they’d show you the latest episode, maybe the previous three... but then you have to sign up and pay?

It’s so they don’t have to pay residuals. As long as you’re watching in that 24 day window, they don’t have to share a penny.

Sounds like a model that would really benefit from you binging a lot of episodes in the first week or two, doesn’t it? And a show people don’t binge immediately would cost the studio money, because they’d have to start paying out residuals.

(and as a side note - keeping a bunch of older shows online? That also means paying residuals. Better to remove them from your service. It saves you money)

I think this is what’s driving so many studio decisions right now in regards to streaming. They've gotten used to not paying residuals to the creative folks and they want to keep it that way. That’s why popular, well-reviewed shows get cancelled (or removed from services).

/End description.]

This explains so much about how Netflix has handled, for example, The Sandman.