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definitelynotshouting · 4 months
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A Kemetic prayer to Bast for Jellie
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Hail to You, O' Bast, Who guards the Two Lands! Hail to You, Iryt Ra! You who are swift and cunning, You who strike down enemies and nurture children. I ask that You protect and nurture the cat Jellie as she crosses into Your domain, through the Duat and into Your Hour. I ask that she is kept from harm and given safety and shelter in the cradle of Your arms. Hail to You, O' Bast, Devouring Lady, Mother of my Soul! I offer sweet cheese and fruits. I offer spiced tea and toasted nuts. I offer the ring of my sistrum. May Jellie only know warmth and good food with You, the comfort of the sun. May she hunt on under Your guidance. May she find peace and joy within Your company. Hail to You, O' Bast, Lady of the Ointments, the Knowledge through which death cannot approach too closely! I light this candle and ask that all those who have called this cat family find comfort and peace in this time of her absence. I ask that Your Light guides her to You, and that she remains safely within Your domain. May her name be forever remembered. May her ba be forever nourished through the shrines and images made in her honor. Thus it is done. Dua Bast!
this is free to reblog if you so choose, and i hope whoever reads it can find even a small measure of comfort in it❤️❤️❤️❤️🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
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arckiaym · 2 months
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Saw that xb's doggie left the mortal coil, for lack of a better way to say it. Rest in peace sweet boy, you'll be loved for ever and ever.
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gearbroth · 7 months
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at about 3:30 am this night on october 3rd 2023, my childhood pet of almost 18 years old passed away. making this post an hour later. no words to say or really reason to post this. can't stop thinking about how we lost our youngest cat to the same illness around this time last year too. it's a strange and disorienting feeling to confront the thought either that for years i didn't think id be the one to outlive
might hiatus a bit, unsure, never really predictable how my will to do anything at all gets in mourning but hell, you'd think i'd be used to this by now
i guess if i can muster any words of wise to those reading my delirious rambling; take a break. spend time with your loved ones, family, friends, and give your pet a hug. cherish their heartbeat and remember the way their breath rises and falls and how it whistles out their nose. don't know when it stops til it's just gone.
for those without and have shouldered this pain before, I'm sorry, there really is no way to anticipate it or carry that grief without shaking hands.
dont know how to end this, probably delete when i finally get some sleep, but yea, goodnight. hope its quiet and dreamless
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coyoteclan · 2 months
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Big TW for pet loss
Hey, clangen tumblr and those who just enjoy the silly cats on this blog. I know it's been a little bit of time since my last update, but unfortunately during the past few months, I have been caring for my closest friend, Comet.
She's been my best friend for 15 whole years, and on February 9th of 2024, I'm sad to say that she has passed. I won't lie when I say that this is one of the hardest posts I've ever made, but I want to continue this blog in her honor. Normally, I have a terrible habit of just letting projects like this slip by me and gather dust; however Comet was meant to play an integral part within the blog to immortalize her, and I refuse to let something meant just for her to go to waste.
I want to thank you all first of all for being such an amazing community. I've genuinely had so much joy come of this blog, and it pains me that I let it go stagnant for as long as I have. There are 568 of you now, which is so extremely wild to me; but I hope that from now on, you can all love Comet as much as I did, even if as a memory.
I hope to return to posting content both here and on my main, @mxssacre , but for now I still need time to grieve and come to terms with the loss of someone that was so incredibly intertwined with everything I've done since I was 9 years old.
Thank you for everything Comet, my heart, my soul, my love.
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More of my favorite photos of her beneath the cut.
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It's hard to choose favorites out of the thousands of photos I've taken of her over the years, but I hope these do her justice to show what an amazing being she was. I hope you're hunting your toy mice in the stars, Comet.
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squeakadeeks · 3 months
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I have some very sad news, Tudball passed away today from a lymphoma today. He had been sick for a long time but things unfortunately developed very quickly and he did not respond to any treatments. it was a sad turn of events for all of us as we thought he had more time.
Tudball was one hell of a cat. genuinely of one the best animals i've ever known. He was wickedly funny, cuddly, sociable, and a fantastic companion over all these past years. I will miss him terribly and it's hard to process he's gone.
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clown cat :)
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(my cat Nightshade had to get a really bright colored bird collar so the birds can see her cuz she was killing too many. she is a clown. i don't think she likes it. it is the cutest and funniest thing to ever happen. also enjoy the cursed picture of her mid yawn lol)
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huh i dont think i've ever seen this approach to the cat bird thing, does it work?
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shroomyart · 2 months
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ARTEMIS
04 / 11 / 2012 - 02 / 12 / 2024
rest in peace my little tuna fiend , you were so sweet and loving and you gave the best cuddles ever . i love and miss you so so much
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russilton · 2 months
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wdym don’t let ur cats outside??
Domestic cats allowed outside have incredibly harmful impact on local ecosystems and have even been studied to cause generations of alteration to natural fauna patterns as they begin to fear and avoid feline predation or be killed off by cats transmitting diseases. They’re one of the few animals known to kill for fun not just as a food source and they don’t bring home a majority of their kills, even accounting for cats with collar bells. They are personally held majority responsible for the extinction of many kinds of small bird, mammals, and lizards in the areas they aren’t native to. Which is nowhere, because they are a domesticated animal
Also they get injured by dogs or other cats, hit by cars, poisoned, or attacked by bigger predators. If you wouldn’t let your dog out without a lead and supervision, your cat shouldn’t either. They’re perfectly happy indoors or in catios/escape proof gardens, just like you would with a dog.
They’ve also killed a couple of my pond fish, even after we put up predator netting. There’s nothing quite like having to scrape parts of your dead pet out of the grass cause a cat ripped up your net and managed to catch them, then not even eat the entire fish. The foxes at least are wild native animals trying to eat, cats are a people problem.
Also personally as someone who loves cats! But lives in an area with a lot of roaming cats, the screaming keeps me up some nights, and walking my dog means having her muzzled because she will damn near break my arm trying to get to and kill a cat with her prey drive. She’s already reactive and we take so many steps back training when a cat darts out on us. It’s my job to keep her in control and I do, but it’s just not great.
So yeah, I know it’s an old attitude ESPECIALLY in the U.K. and Europe bc it’s been around so long, but all the science indicates it’s bad for the environment, and the cats themselves. It can be hard to train out of older cats, but kittens who haven’t been out don’t miss it.
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Jane's Pets Chapter 98: Aftermath
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Puppy can't stop crying, and she doesn't know why.
This is good. Great, even. If Master could've prevented herself from healing, it would've come up by now, she's 98% sure of that. This is exactly what Master wanted. This means they won't be hurt anymore. She should be overjoyed.
But there's that 2% of doubt. The fear that this is a test makes Puppy want to put her muzzle and collar right back on. Every second she doesn't is another infraction, another reason for Master to punish her. Still, that's not the reason she's crying. It's something deeper than fear.
Is she grieving? For Master? She wanted to die. This is the best thing for everyone. The world has already gotten better because she died. 
Still, it hurts to look at Master's body. She looks the same as any mudered child would. Puppy had always thought Master's corpse would be smiling if she somehow managed to die, but it's not. She just looks like a corpse, like someone sleeping with their eyes open.
Puppy closes Master's eyes. She really doesn't know why she's crying. Why is this so painful? This is the good ending. The outcome so good that she tried not to even think about it as a possibility because hope just hurts. If she can't be happy now, will she ever be happy?
She supposes that if Master's death didn't cause her suffering, she wouldn't have been able to kill Master at all. Maybe this is just how the magic works. She hopes it doesn't last long, she's not much use to Kitty and Bunny like this.
Strong arms wrap her in a hug. 
"It's okay, it's okay." Bunny says, gently rocking back and forth. "We're safe, it's okay, it's okay for the first time in years. We're okay. And it's okay to cry. Let it all out, no one's going to stop you."
She lays her head on his shoulder and cries until she has no tears left, which isn't long at all. She's going to have to drink water without permission, eventually. She shudders.
“It would’ve come up by now if she could… leave her wounds open like that, right? In your opinion?”
Puppy nods.
“That’s what I thought! Like, I don’t think she had the patience for such a long trick.”
Puppy doesn’t either, but she's been wrong before.
“Um… I know it’s probably going to take a while for you to feel comfortable talking. That’s okay. It took me a while to feel comfortable without the collar, when I was… gone. And it’ll probably take a while again. So just know… it’s okay. There’s no rush. But also, I’m really excited to talk to you again, whether that’s today or years from now or anything in between. I’m excited to get to know you outside of Jane’s control— and to get to know Kitty outside of Jane’s control, and for you two to know me.”
It was just days ago that Puppy broke his hands. He was able to heal them, with Kitty’s help, but she still did it. It scares her, that he thinks there’s a real her hidden beneath what Master made her into. What if he’s wrong? It’ll hurt him so badly when he realizes he’s wrong…
Because she didn’t have to break his hands. Jane didn’t make her do that, she did that to stop Bunny from casting because she thought it was impossible for Master to die, and she was wrong. She made the wrong choice, and that’s not some simple mistake. She broke the hands of one of the two people she loves most in the world for no reason. She only made things worse.
She wants to apologize. She tries, but just the thought of speaking makes her throat close up with fear.
She thinks maybe this is part of why she was crying. She did so many horrible things under the assumption that there was no alternative, and it turns out there was. Master’s death is the death of her ability to justify how much she’s hurt people. She can’t push away her guilt without that justification, and it swallows her whole.
She should just die. She’s just like Master, the world would be better without her. Death was the answer to Master's problems, so it can be hers, too. She should just stay by Master’s side until she dies of dehydration like Master would want her to do. That would help the others, too, because Master would never let her die so quickly if she was just tricking them, so they could be even more sure Master is truly dead.
“I think… we should go upstairs.” Kitty says from somewhere behind her. “I don’t want to be here if we don’t have to.”
Puppy shakes her head. She’s not going to leave Master’s side. It’s the best for everyone.
Bunny hugs her a little tighter. “Puppy shook her head. Um… I don’t want any of us to be left alone right now…”
Kitty sighs. “Alright. So… what do we do now?”
Puppy wishes she could go upstairs. Obviously Bunny and Kitty don’t want to be here, and they’re staying for her. Just more suffering she’s causing them.
Bunny is quiet for a moment. "…What if it's not real? I feel so sure that if she could do that while she was alive she would've done it by now… but I felt so sure that Barron's magic could protect me, too. And that she was a safe person to follow home in the first place. And even after all the times I tried… it feels too easy."
"Well, you had doubts… you just pushed them away, right?"
"Well, yeah… Yeah, I guess that's it. I don't want to push the doubts away this time, and I'm afraid she's not actually dead." He goes quiet again, then starts laughing. "Fuck, I'm so stupid. If she's dead, magic won't work anymore, right?"
Bunny lets go of Puppy and gets up. "Magic doesn't work if you're trying to prove something, so I'll try to heal one of you. Um… I'm more certain that it might work on the Puppy's pressure sores than on acid burns, so I'll try that first."
Puppy lies down on the ground facing Master while Bunny collects his materials. Master's blood is mostly dry now.
Bunny says some words and does his thing, and Puppy doesn't feel anything change.
"We would definitely know if she could just… get rid of magic, right?"
Puppy nods. Master hated mages. The chance of her having the ability to get rid of all mages and not using it until now is even lower than the chance of her having the ability to not instantly heal and not using it until now.
"So– I mean, I could've wanted to prove she was dead badly enough to skew the results, but still. I also really wanted to heal you. This is– we have much more evidence that we're free this time than we ever had before, right? So we're not pushing away doubts, we're disproving them! Like, I ignored the sketchy things going on here when I first got here. I ignored how certain you and Puppy were that escaping wouldn't work, and how magic doesn't affect Jane the same way as it does everything else, when my only evidence I was safe was Barron's magic. I ignored evidence, but I'm not this time. The only evidence we have that she's alive is that she's tricked us before. And if we encounter more evidence, we definitely shouldn't ignore that, but for now… I think we can assume we're free. That's– that's what the evidence points to."
"Right, right. And… the worst that could happen if we assume she's dead and we're wrong is torture. Which is bad, obviously, but if we assume she's still alive and we're wrong… we'd torture ourselves trying to stick to her rules. And Puppy would die, because those rules include her not eating or drinking without permission. I'd… honestly prefer the former."
"Yeah, yeah!"
Their voices have slowly filled with excitement throughout the conversation. Puppy's happy for them. Once she's dead, they most likely won't ever have to worry about being tortured again.
"So– okay, I think our first step is– well, I'm thinking obviously we want to move out of here as soon as possible, right?" Bunny asks.
"Right. We can pack up some clothes and food, and Puppy will probably want to take her plushies. Everything else we can leave behind."
Puppy stops staring at Master's corpse for a moment and looks at the others. They should sell a bunch of this stuff, but how can she tell them that? She can't force herself to speak no matter how hard she tries. She turns back to Master.
"Where do you think we should go once we're packed?" Bunny is pacing the room excitedly.
“Well, Puppy knows how to get to the nearest grocery store, so that’s at least a start. Once we’re… around some other people… it’ll probably be easier to figure out our other options.”
“Hmm… Puppy, do you feel good about that plan?”
Puppy shakes her head.
“...Okay, so the first step is all getting on the same page. Do you want to keep living in this house?” Bunny’s voice is full of determination, the same way it was whenever he’d talk about killing Jane.
Puppy shakes her head. She doesn’t want to live at all.
“So we’re on the same page there, at least.” Kitty says. “Sorry for not checking sooner. Do you feel good about us packing up some food, clothes, and sentimental items before leaving?”
Puppy sits up and makes a 'so-so' gesture.
"Um… is there something else you think we should bring?"
Puppy makes another 'so-so' gesture.
"Hm…" 
Both Kitty and Bunny seem fairly stumped. Puppy guesses that's fair, she probably wouldn't be able to figure out what she meant either if she was in their shoes. Even if she can nonverbally convey that she wants them to sell stuff, how could she instruct them on who to sell it to avoid unwanted questions?
She'll have to write it down. The idea scares her, but not as much as the idea of speaking does. She guesses she's never actually been punished for writing or signing without permission, because by the time those rules were established she was already very obedient. Thinking of speaking without permission brings to mind burning hot barbed wire digging into every part of her body, but thinking of writing without permission just brings up a general fear of disobedience.
She can't die yet. Bunny and Kitty need her. She'll probably have to be the one to actually sell the stuff, too. She sighs and scoops Master's body into her arms, then heads upstairs.
A/N: Let me know if I should tag anything else, or if you want to be added to or removed from the tag list!
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zeloinator · 2 months
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My old dog Tibby isnt doing so good the past couple days, he’s at the vet now but I’m so worried he’s going to be have be put down (hes at the vet now) so I wanted to share some of the pictures I have of him here, he’s the happiest old man you’ve ever seen~
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(The brown lab is Boo his little brother)
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deathbypufferfish · 1 year
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it finally happened y'all.....our beloved superstar has passed on. May Cookie live on in our hearts <3
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digimonirl · 20 days
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How does one properly cook a tarantula??? I'm sorry that just snatched my attention SO fast I'm very curious.
Okay so glad you asked, more people need to know this. The problem with eating tarantulas is that the hairs are still effective even after death, so you basically put them directly over fresh embers or an open flame and burn them all off. I would do that for about two to three minutes, rotating a few times so you cook it evenly. After that, enjoy! Make sure to use some kind of condiment though, preferably a spicy dipping sauce in my experience.
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virtualtoybox · 4 months
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rest well and easy my sweet babycat
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the absolute love of my life passed away today, he went peacefully in my arms being told hes the most amazing angel on this earth, he was perfect, and most importantly that he was loved more than words can say. im at a loss for waht else to say because its very painful tolook around my home and think 'oh,hes never going to be here again...', to know that my last kiss on his little perfect baby forehead really was the last..... theres no words that could ever be sufficent enough.
i will always love you so so much more than i can ever say, Babycat.
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epicqtefail · 9 months
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hey guys, i'm really sad and just want to talk about my cat, i'm sorry this is depressing (tw pet death)
she's alive right now but not well. not suffering (she's still being her curious self) but will be if we leave it any longer, even though the thought of continuing to exist without her is unbearable. I can't stand the idea of her being a memory, when she's been my little companion at my side for almost 19 years. 19 years of no slowing down (not long ago she was parkouring around the house at 3am, she's always had kitten energy even in her old age). I know it's to be expected, and there's a lot of peace and comfort in knowing she has lived a long, incredibly spoiled, life. but it hurts so much to think about carrying on without her, to not feel her fur rubbing against my calf, or her rumbling back pressed to mine as i'm falling asleep. I'm going to miss talking to her so much, and her little head bumps and slow blinks and her sass and her walking on the piano keys at 6am because she wants breakfast and her loud "MYAAA MYAAA MYAAA" in the same tone over and over because it took me 30 extra seconds to get to the kitchen. im going to miss her sitting on my sketchbook and drawing tablet. i'm shaking from the grief, it feels like something is rotting inside me, but i'm so glad and thankful that she is still, and has been part of the family. she is so special, like every pet is. We're saying goodbye tomorrow
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and this goofy video i just found
(her name is Liberty (not to do with my name but its always been kinda funny that she has a full name and i have half of one) but we started nicknaming her babadook, which then became Baba Ratty.
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absolutelyzoned · 8 days
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hey chat do you guys ever have these thoughts about something awful happening and you know it's probably not true but like what if it was an then thats all you can think about
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