The image search brings back a mourning dove. So with a little research and the white edging around its wing feathers, I think this is a juvenile mourning dove. Which is cool because it’s the same but different as it hasn't yet reached its full fancy pigeon potential.
My beautiful koi betta Bisby has had a jumping spider neighbor taking advantage of her tank light to hunt bugs under for some time, and recently they met face to face! Very happy to capture each of them acknowledging the other - and Bisby's quick look back at me as if to say "you're seeing this too right?!" 🧡
Edit ✨️ For all those concerned, yes, she does have a lid! I'd just cleaned and was hanging out right there where I filmed from at my office desk. If you are new to fish keeping, please invest in a good lid or when picking setups, favor tank kits that include one!
I never understood before how having more than one daemon worked, because I came into the TDF community at a time where that wasn't accepted.
Now I have two daemons ? :V I decided to reach back out after many years, and a totally new outlook on myself and our system, and two of the lil dudes popped out!
Well, "lil," one is a Homotherium lol, prehistoric cat is big. She's very calm and strong. It explains why I've had these species feelings floating around, and now it's clear that it's an animal-hearted thing bc that's inextricably tied to daemonism for me.
The other is a form-fluid one who seems to change forms with circumstance and emotion (tho he likes Painted Dog, another of my heart-types) and is very animated and exaggerated.
It's interesting what happens when I focus on them, too. I can enter a trance faster if I focus on whatever space I interact with them in, and it feels like there's a genuinely spiritual nature to their existence and how I perceive them. It's interesting being able to have a wider view of daemonism now that "2008 TDF intense focus on analysis and form-finding and strict ways of being" isn't The Way anymore.
I recently had surgery, and at the time I came home, I had both my cat and one of my grandma's cats staying with me.
- Within hours of surgery, I wake up from a nap to my cat gently sniffing at my incisions with great alarm.
- I was not allowed to shower the first day after surgery, and the cats, seeing that The Large Cat is not observing its cleaning ritual, decided I must be gravely disabled and compensated by licking all the exposed skin on my arms, face, and legs.
- I currently have to sleep with a pillow over my abdomen because my cat insists on climbing on top of me and covering my incisions with her body while I sleep (which is very sweet but not exactly comfortable without the pillow). She also lays across me facing my bedroom door, presumably on guard for attackers who may try to harm me while I'm sleeping and injured.