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Calling Disabled Female Artists!!

Teal Sheep Creators is a new blog for and by disabled female illustrators and comic artists. We hope to feature the work of a new disabled female and femme nonbinary illustrator or comic artists every Monday! Teal Sheep Creators wants to show case the hard work, talent, and creativity of female and femme nonbinary disabled artists. Our community is amazing and we want to spread the word!

Teal Sheep Creators is almost ready to launch, but we need you! Teal Sheep Creators is looking for female and femme nonbinary disabled comic artists and illustrators to submit their work! We want to feature YOU!

If you are a) female or femme nonbinary, b) disabled (mentally or physically), c) over 18 years old, and d) a comic artist or illustrator and you want your work featured, please send an email to tealsheepcreators@gmail.com with the following information:

A) 3-5 pieces of your finished comic or illustration art.

B) Your name and contact information

C) A brief description of yourself and your art!

D) A message you want to give your fellow female and femme nonbinary disabled artists!

You can see more information about what to submit by reading our submission guidelines here!

If you are not a female or femme nonbinary disabled comic artist or illustrator above the age of 18, Teal Sheep Creators still needs your help! Please reblog this post and spread the word about Teal Sheep’s mission. Help us share the wonderful artwork of so many talented creators with the world!  You can also follow our blog to get updates on resources for women, disabled people, and artists. In addition to the weekly feature, Teal Sheep Creator keeps lists and updates on chances to showcase illustration and comic art.

Teal Sheep Creators is a blog to showcase the talent of female and femme nonbinary disabled illustrators and comic artists– and we need your help!

The second part of my plans for @supertam87 ‘s birthday.  

I don’t have a party van, Tam, but when you told me that your birthday is today…tomorrow would have been my father’s birthday.  And this was his pickup truck, a 1995 Ford F150 (well, this was just one of the Ford trucks he had over the years, lol) But he left this one to me.  We traveled a LOT of miles in this truck, taking trips to look at horses or pick up sheep.  We took this truck, him and me and my little brother to a horse sale for my birthday one year.  And there I got introduced to his friend Bill.  yes, the same Bill who is now my husband ;p

So lots of memory and nostalgia with this truck.  At the time of his passing, he had two trucks, a new one and this one.  He was in the hospital (and this was the time he was in the hospital on one floor and my Bill was in the same hospital on another floor!  What a time in our lives)  Anyway, he couldn’t speak very well at that time but he gave me an envelope and told me he wanted me to have the old truck.  My brother was getting the new one because he needed it for work.  But you need a truck, he said, and you know this one well.  It will be a good truck for you for a long time yet.  You can see she’s rusty but she rides like a dream.  Extended cab for sleeping on long road trips.  A covered back so we can pack plenty of party supplies or even bring Francie along for the ride.  Oh, and a cassette player, LOL, so we’ll have to find some old cassettes to play for the trip.  This old truck has been as far as the Montana/Canadian border so maybe we can just go a little further and visit @sherrigamblin and @boyneriver and all of the rest of our Canadian friends!

And who else can we pick up along the way??? You have to be willing to take turns driving and hiding out in the back, but it will be fun.  And we will have cake.

So for you, my friend.  Because sometimes you need a good and dependable farm truck for your getaway vehicle, to get you from place to place, even more than you need a party bus x o


Louise Sheep: Mother, Daughter, Aunt — All Roles Played with Love

When we welcomed Louise to our New York Shelter, she was emaciated and crawling with lice. She had not been sheared for years and looked huge, but under all that wool was a very thin sheep. She was also in the last weeks of pregnancy, so she should have been much larger. 

Scenes from Louise’s rescue and early days at sanctuary.

Louise; her mother Tracey, who was also pregnant; and their companion Jon had gone years without proper food, water, and care. They were nearing the end of their endurance. We knew that getting them healthy was crucial, not only for their general well-being, but also to reduce the danger posed by their impending deliveries. 

Protective Jon stands in front of his gals, Louise and Tracey. 

Both ewes gave birth during the coldest winter on record in Watkins Glen, NY. If they’d given birth at the home from which they were rescued instead of at sanctuary, neither Tracey nor the babies would have survived.

Louise hiding behind Tracey — both getting larger by the day as they get ready to have their babies.  

Louise was the shyest of the sheep, not as bold as Tracey or as nonchalant as Jon. She usually hid behind Tracey when we entered their area.

Tracey, left; Sally goat, center; and Louise, right — mom and daughter all sheared and ready to await their labor. You can see that these girls quickly gained the necessary baby weight to be prepared for birthing. 

Tracey was the first of the mother-daughter pair to give birth; her son Hazelton was born a few weeks before Louise went into labor. When it was Louise’s turn, being separated and alone was harder on her than it had been on Tracey.

Tracey and Hazelton, who was far too big at the time Louise went into labor to be anything but a nuisance.  

Though mother and daughter were in separate stalls (mainly because we could not control the young and silly Hazelton), the two could hear each other and communicated throughout Louise’s labor. 

A very stressed and pregnant Louise waiting for her big day.

Reuben and Summer’s first moments.

The first lamb to emerge was Reuben (more commonly known as Reubie). Strong and alert, he was immediately looking around and taking in his new world. Within the hour, he was suckling, and by the end of the day he was attempting his first frolic.

Reubie greats the world with a smile. 

Louise started grooming Reubie even as she began to deliver his twin brother, Summer. Mother sheep wash their newborns immediately to clean and warm them. Like all mother sheep do, Louise cleaned her babies’ faces first, since newborns’ noses and airways are often clogged with afterbirth. This is why, in some photos, Louise’s lambs have white faces while the rest of their wool is still bright yellow. In a few hours, after mom had a chance to clean them completely, their fleece was as white as our Watkins Glen snow.

The tiny twin arrives!

Second-born Summer was smaller and weaker than his brother. Struggling to breathe for the first few minutes, he required extra help from caregivers to clear his airways. We could hear the little one breathing with a crackling sound characteristic of wet lungs for the rest of the day. Summer was also unable to latch onto his mom to nurse, so caregivers had to tube-feed him his first few meals. Tube-feeding is a delicate and nerve-wracking procedure, and we resort to it only when it is necessary to save the newborn’s life, as it was for Summer. The first 24 hours of feeding are critical for newborn lambs. This is the period when their mothers produce colostrum, which allows lambs to form the antibodies that will protect them from infection and disease.

Summer was much smaller than his brother and definitely weaker, and not interested in suckling immediately.  

Much to our relief, on day two Summer managed to nurse on his own. Still, we were concerned that he was not thriving like his brother. We soon found out why: An infection was building in the tiny coffin joint of Summer’s back left foot, and by the end of his third day, he was unable to put any weight on the leg at all. It is possible that Louise, who produced far less milk than we would expect from a mother of twins, did not create enough colostrum for both babies; alternately, the ingestion of meconium, or even a small amount aspirated, could have led to infection in his bloodstream.

Bright and alert Reubie is ready to take on the world, while a less-active Summer continued to be cleaned by mom. By the end of the day, those lambs were white. 

Summer clearly needed veterinary intervention, so to keep everyone calm and healthy, we took the entire family — including Tracey and Hazelton — to the Cornell University Hospital for Animals, so that everyone could stay together while Summer was treated. At the hospital, vets identified the source of the infection, performed surgery to clean out the joint, and started Summer on IV antibiotics. Having his family around him surely helped this little fighter recover, and after a week, he was healthy and ready to come home to the shelter.

Preparing the entire family for a trip to the hospital — Summer in his PJs ready to hit the road with his family in tow. 

For sheep like Louise and Tracey, birth is typically just a prelude to loss. Enduring pregnancy after pregnancy, breeding ewes must watch helplessly as their lambs are taken away to be raised and slaughtered for meat. The bond between mother sheep and their lambs is deep and enduring. On the rare occasions when mothers and lambs are allowed to stay together for their whole lives — as they will be at Farm Sanctuary — they form a lifelong bond. 

When little Summer was sick at Cornell, the whole family came along to cheer him on, including Tracey and Hazelton. Pictured above are Louise and her two boys — Summer with the pink wrap around his neck. 

And Louise is no different. She not only has her own mother, but for the first time, she has sons — whom she still sleeps with every night, cares for every day, and protects just as she did when they were young.

Louise playing babysitter to her own kids, Summer and Reubie, and Tracey’s son Hazelton in the rear.  

And Louise is no longer shy, but instead has become one of the most loving sheep in our flock. She greets visitors, but also seeks out people she bonds with. She is a very loving gal.

Friends like Jessica have come all the way from California to meet Louise.

She seeks out people who seem to need her as much as she needs them. When you are sad, emotional, or super excited to meet the sheep, this is your gal — and she will make her way through the crowd of more than 80 sheep to find you.

Senior Caregiver Manager Tara checking her phone, and Louise checking on Tara.  

Please share Louise’s story. Together, we can encourage awareness and understanding about the rich emotional lives of sheep like her. With your support, we can continue to promote compassionate vegan living through rescue, education, and advocacy efforts. A compassionate world begins with you!

The plan was to get up at 5, run 11 miles, be back by 7 so I’d have time to stretch, do core, eat, and shower before work. I got up at 6:57 instead because I suck. I guess it doesn’t really matter if I do 11 today or tomorrow but I’m still disappointed in myself. This felt kinda okay but I hate running then getting home and having like 7.5 minutes to shower, eat, get my shit together, and walk to work. I’m gonna bike and do core and cry now. Baystate is in like 8 weeks which is terrifying. Not gonna BQ and prob not gonna finish at this rate cuz I am a potato. I was sad at work so I bought myself a Sherpa blanket (looks and feels like a sheep) and I’m very excited to wrap myself in it and go to sleep.

ok i need to be completely honest with y’all

i have barely any knowledge of dangan ronpa, so all i know bout komaeda is that he likes hope or some shit