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Important Gus updates:

- has put on 0.5kg in 2 weeks!! Such a good bun!!
- no more eyedrops!! Such a relieved bun!!
- little skin infection!! Such an itchy bun!! (She went to the vet today and I caught it early - she’s basically not used to grooming herself yet and it’s got irritated, but she’s had some medicine and she’ll go back in 2 weeks)
- doesn’t want pats because I took her to the vet today and she hates me now!! Such a grumpy bun!!
- playing with her toys more by throwing them all over the place!! Such a destructive bun!!
- was so well behaved at the vets, even when they shoved a thermometer up her bottom!! Such a brave bun!!

I LOVE HER SO MUCH EVEN THOUGH SHE’S 40% RAGE AND 60% POO

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Love, strong as Death, is dead.
Come, let us make his bed
Among the dying flowers:
A green turf at his head;
And a stone at his feet,
Whereon we may sit
In the quiet evening hours.


He was born in the Spring,
And died before the harvesting:
On the last warm summer day
He left us; he would not stay
For Autumn twilight cold and grey.
Sit we by his grave, and sing
He is gone away.


To few chords and sad and low
Sing we so:
Be our eyes fixed on the grass
Shadow-veiled as the years pass
While we think of all that was
In the long ago.

—  Christina Rossetti under her pseudonym Ellen Alleyn for the Germ: An End
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I have not seen this in the roadrat tag yet. I swear it’s the best ow song I’ve seen in a while.

anonymous asked:

If you use the "they're not like real cats" argument, then you can drop the complaints about genetically impossible pelt colours

uh hi there is a big difference in excusing pedophilia in a children’s book vs making them genetically accurate just for fun