One little girlās ephemera is a fair-trade product to a crow. That saidā¦
Not ashamed to admit here that Iāve never considered the existence, the possibility, the reality of turkey chicks.
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One little girlās ephemera is a fair-trade product to a crow. That saidā¦
Not ashamed to admit here that Iāve never considered the existence, the possibility, the reality of turkey chicks.
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I AM (v small) GROOT
Came for the cat, stayed for the chickens
I hope he gets whatever role heās auditioning for:
Looks like an F4 Bengal. That climbing behavior must be related to the Serval Cat genes. Our F3 Savannah does the same leg climbing thing. Iām sure in time heāll learn the jumping, but heās only 10 months old.
Iām just amazed he didnāt wind up in the bathroom, in front of the shower curtain!
That doesnāt stop kitteh from interrupting the audio, donāt ask how I know.
I had to bookmark this because I kept going back to it. Fun!
It makes me laugh, every time.
Iāll have to forward the vid to my baby sister. Iām two years older than her, and when she was 5 (taking ballet and tap dance lessons and scarily moving like an adult) she taught me some tap techniques. 7 years old, and she was my hero!
For any lutenists or guitarists here, the instrument (I learned) is a cura. No idea what its tuning is.
What a sweet story! Itās a unicorn chaser all itās own!
Iāve been chasing that unicorn for a few years now: At a poetry reading in Burbank a few years ago, I explained to a would-be film writer there that I was still waiting for everything meaningful that could be extracted emotionally from my relationship with my baby sister at that ageā¦ for a poem I was working on. His response: āJust make stuff up.ā I mentally shut the door on him. Guy knew zip about unicorns.
Ugh, no thanks, writer guyā¦ I think all you can really do is just keep working on it until youāre happy with it. But thatās very sweet, too.
Via The Shirk Report