#cow moose tag

[thecommunityoftrustworthysinks]

no nuance allowed i encourage you to have an opinion before looking up any relation/etc (i know the real answer is neither, that's not the point)

#polls #give your reasons in the tags if you want #x #moose #horse #cow

[rebellum]

[askeataiho]

#tumblr poll #hyperspecific poll

[irlspacedragon]

Let's build a dragon- Horns.

Part 2. I’m going to create a couple polls and let people decide what dragon to create. As I create the posts, I’ll add links to the others- though I can't edit the posts, the old ones will be in the links. Using the tag #dragon poll. Things that will be polled: color, wings, horns, mouth, nose, legs.

#dragon poll #tumblr polls #poll #dragons

[tumblersleftboob]

I was tagged by @queeranomaly

Name: Biku

Pronouns: they/them

Where do you call home? Sweden

Favorite animal: Frog. Also love cats and cows

Cereal of choice: I usually dont eat cereal but if i had to i'd go some kind of chocolate cereal

Are you a visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner? Kinesthetic ig

First pet: Guinea pig. It was the only pet we were allowed to get cause my dad kinda hates pets

Favorite scent: Burning wood

Do you believe in astrology? Nah

How many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music? 26. no clue how i have so many. i dont listen to music that much tbh

Sharpies or highlighters? sharpies

Song that makes you cry? Once Upon a Time from Bare: A Pop Opera. It's my favourite musical and really the whole 2nd act always makes me cry

Song that makes you happy? Say My Name from Beetlejuice. Another very good musical

And finally, do you write/draw/create? I always have the urge to create even if i dont do it as much as i want. I do some embroidery, i sometimes draw. Dont really write anymore but i did when i was younger

No pressure tags (really dont feel like you have to do it if you dont want to): @feelingisasolitaryemotion22 @sleepy-time @king-of-moose

#tag thingy #it's been a while since i did one of these #i just tagged some mutuals who show up in my notes a lot

[grumpy-triceratops]

I really liked the poll that went around awhile back about what tail people would choose to have so I thought I'd make one about horns/antlers since I think they're neat too!!

#poll #polls

[neechees]

You mentioned in ur tags "why not fucked up squirrels or birds" but to me, they'd be too small to really cause any major damage to a human being and are easy to defend from/capture. Like I've never been scared of that Alfred Hitchcock movie "The Birds" cuz..... why would I be afraid of a seagull I could defeat with a broom and a pack of mcdonalds french fries lmao. Maybe larger predatory birds like vultures or owls but that doesnt carry the same weight of "this ordinarily harmless thing is now a predator to humans." Deer to me have 4 aspects that make them scary if they suddenly became dangerous to humans: 1) being super fast and you cant outrun them, which is terrifying if youre being chased. 2) they're a solid size so if they hit you, they actually could probably knock you over and trample you, which is dangerous 3) male deer in the autumn have big antlers that are pointy and can gore you, coupled with heightened agression due to mating season and 4) they tend to live and move in groups, so even if you get away from one there's still the potential that more could still get you

None of this makes the whole ice demon fetish ok, but thats why I personally find the idea of Carnivorous Predatory Deer so scary lmao.

I feel like Elk or Moose could be really good contestants for this kind of thing then but you don't see them as often, it's usually like white tailed dee or roe deer! Elk and Moose are bigger and faster too. Or horses!! Maybe even cows.

[beardedmrbean]

May 17 (UPI) -- A young moose that was on the loose for weeks has finally been returned to the wilds of the southern Adirondacks of New York.

The New York State Department of Environmental Conservation confirmed the news on Facebook alongside photos of the female young cow moose and how authorities were able to detain the 500-pound animal.

The young cow moose had originally gotten stuck in a hose paddock before it jumped over the fence with ease, the DEC said.

The animal then continued following the Mohawk River east for five days and kept heading east after it was spotted near Schenectady Community College.

The young moose eventually found herself inside a shaded, fenced-in backyard located in the Woodlawn section of Schenectady. This gave authorities the perfect chance to capture and release the young moose.

"Thanks to the great teamwork of DEC's Region 4 Bureau of Wildlife and Division of Law Enforcement staff, the scene was quiet and the moose was calm, which led to a much easier time darting and moving this 500 pound animal," the DEC said on Facebook.

"She was fitted with a yellow ear tag for identification purposes and let's hope she stays to the north next time!" the organization continued.

The DEC also uploaded a video of the young moose being released back into the wild.

#nunyas news

[aohendo]

3 Photos Tag Game!

Thanks for the tag, @the-finch-address​! Tagging @thewrathofquietminds​, @pertinax--loculos​, and @authorofstories55​.

Rules: Find 3 photos/images (they can be anything at all, memes, vintage photographs, quotes, anything) that you feel describe your wip. If you want, you can tell a little bit your story, too. You can do it with or without the context.

Prince for Hire

[image ID: Lake Baikal in winter, jagged and clear ice shards breaking into the sky]

[Image ID: a moose, shrouded in tall grass and cow parsley, peers at the viewer, with the sentence, “Trying to remain anonymoose” over its antlers.]

[Image ID: 5 fountain pens of varying colors, all with different nibs]

#tag game #writing #writblr #writerblr #princeforhire

[mcklunkers]

Thank you for the tag from the wonderful and magnificent @bethbruttenholm (I would’ve responded sooner but I was forced to partake in capitalism 😪😂)

Last Song: Majesty by Ghost (in a not so stunning plot twist 👀)

Favourite colour: Somewhere on the Turquoise to Phthalo green spectrum, it scratches the brain itch.

Currently Watching: Midnight Mass (I just started and I think I’ve figured out where it’s going and I’m very excited 👀)

Last Movie: Shaun of the Dead (My frankly immaculate contribution to, and the conclusion of, “questionable horror movie week” which also included Wishmaster, Deep Blue Sea, and The Rocky Horror Picture Show to name a few)

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: I’ll honestly eat anything put in front of me, but the spicy and sweet hybrid is a hill I’m willing to die on. Sweet chilli sauce? Elite.

Relationship: Still new, but I’m happy. There was lego gifted for my birthday and frankly the amount of thought that went into the specific little set is pretty wholesome.

Current Obsession: We’re coming up on almost a year and a half of Ghost infiltrating every aspect of my life rather than just the music (shout out to 2013 me for her great taste honestly) and I don’t know if it’s going to ever go away at this point 😎

Last thing I googled: “What girl Moose called?” - A Cow, apparently.

Selfie: (ignore the fact I look dead behind the eyes, I was on sibling babysitting duty that week and little man likes the 4am wake ups 😂)

In traditional fashion I recommend that anyone who wants to do it, does it, but I’m gonna nominate @aquadrops (this is definitely not just a way to see how life’s treating you cos I suck at messaging I swear dude 👀)

#asks and answers

[horns-sheds-claws]

In the future I want me and my partner to have our own place in an isolated setting. With our own horses for all our chores and our trips to the back country. No tractors or quads. Just some quarter horses, maybe some alberta wild horses and a couple Clydesdales. not sure if I want my own cows but i definitely want to have enough land to lease pasture to have some cows around. I want there to be lots of wildlife around from deer to elk to moose to cougars, bears and wolves with a river running though it with lots of fish. I can set up some blinds for hunting and go fishing every day. i want it to back on to some protected crown land even more isolated to explore. I am pretty sure I don’t want my own chickens and ducks but I’d love to have a neibour with some and we can barter for eggs. I know my partner would love to have her own apirary so that’ll be on the list too. Somewhere with a mix of grassland and bush. Preferably not too far from mountains. Maybe the chilcoltan or Cariboo of BC, the alberta foothills, the yukon, or the south west of Saskatchewan or northern sask (I know there’s no mountains there but I still love it).

And I’m a few years I’ll be done school and can get back to work. Instead of a mechanic working in conservation. I want to work as wildlife tech and guide. I wanna lead researchers into the back country with a pack train of horses. I want to help catch and tag animals, make conservation plans, count amounts of wildlife species, help deal with invasive species etc.

Making this post off myself because writing down these thoughts that always are in my head helps me chill out a bit and organize them

[juliawww]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Lot 5 NWT Mini Stuffed Animals Russ Etc Cat Pig Cow w babies & Cow Itsy Moose.

[juupajaa]

I hope you know how amazing you are 💞

I sure do, thanks!

#hei hei i drove all night across the country to get to my sister's place🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 #saw lots of horses and cows and deer and bunnies and moose and swans and cranes and shit #answered #goo tag

[averyhotchner]

for u ♥️

stop i reblogged this like 10 min before you sent me this

#avery speaks #Moose Tag #cute cows

[southislandwren]

“Money can’t buy happiness” shut the fuck up i just got a shot of dopamine from seeing money numbers higher than before

#ive entered this weird stage where i have like 4 impulse buys lined up and ready to go #but now im a dragon and hording my wealth #like. i dont want the numbers to go down. i want them to go Up #in case anyone wants to know the impulse buys are slime #more flannels #untitled /goose game (slash to make sure my post doesnt end up in their tag) #and a hannuakah moose for my old drama director #oh! and more cheesemaking supplies #also i want to get more into youtubing again so im going to be making cheesemaking videos and maybe some slime videos #also i want to infodump about cows so maybe some videos about cows #diary post

[ashintheairlikesnow]

him halting over words and nat gently encouraging him to keep going and assuring him he doesn’t have to be embarrassed and he’s doing well, the baby isn’t judging she just wants to hear chris’s voice. and he can keep going 🥺

CW: Brief reference to past pet whump/noncon, adult illiteracy, some stimming, referenced parental death

Naomi and Natalie are in the kitchen talking over lunch, eating grilled cheese and tomato soup while they plan some kind of party for Miss Ruth that the old woman isn't supposed to know about.

Their voice filter softly through to the living room where Chris sits, legs crossed, humming while lining up a set of blocks from darkest to lightest color. He's already eaten, and so has Kaelah, Naomi's daughter. He could have gone back to his room, but instead he decided to watch Kaelah, and felt himself melt happily when Naomi didn't even hesitate before saying it was okay for him to be alone with her in the living room.

He was never trained for Domestic or Companion work - he was never meant to be wanted for those things, only for one other thing, the thing he never wanted - but he likes kids, and they seem to like him, and he likes that Naomi thinks he is a good person, good enough and smart enough to not hurt something so precious to her.

He's proud, and nervous, and Kaelah has already tried to pull a small pile of books down over her own head. But he caught those before they fell, so he still feels pretty good about it all.

Now, they're playing blocks, although mostly Kaelah is ordering him around while he lines them up. But it's like playing. And lining the blocks up in a perfect row is soothing, and feels good.

It's right for them to line up just so, turned at right angles to each other on the ends.

Kaelah - two years old with frizzy dark curly hair and bright big brown eyes - is watching Chris with rapt fascination as he works. She has a matching unicorn t-shirt and leggings on, and Chris would wear unicorn shirts if there were any in his size.

Or if Jake wore them, because they'd be safe shirts, then.

"Wed," Kaelah says, solemn and demanding, and smacks at a big red block. "Wed, K'iss."

"Red," Chris says, softly, emphasizing the R sound, and taps on the block, then picks it up and adds it to the line. "That's, that's, that's red... red block."

"Wed," Kaelah agrees, and smacks the block again.

"Good, um, good color, good, good color, Kay," Chris says, and finds another red block to place next to the first one. "Reds, reds are good."

Jake is out with Addie, and Antoni let Kauri take him shopping at Kauri's favorite thrift store. Leila is out with who Chris thinks is her boyfriend, not that Leila tells anyone anything ever. It's just Chris and Natalie, Naomi and Kaelah.

The toddler pushes herself to her feet and walks with an unsteady gait back to the big bag that the blocks came from, pulling things out to discard on the floor without looking, clearly on a mission.

Chris watches, head tilted, hair over his eyes. He's been growing his hair longer, and the copper brushes almost to his shoulders. Some days he holds it back with a clip.

Sir would hate his hair this long, but Chris likes it, likes the swoosh of the end of the strands along his skin if he tilts his head just right, the soft weight on the back of his neck so unlike his collar. A weight he can lift just by pulling it back. A weight he controls.

Sir would hate his earrings, too, two black studs punched in his earlobes and then one tiny silver ring up in the shell on the right side. He wants one in the cartilage, too, but he has to work up the courage to look at the needle again.

Kaelah pulls out stuffed ponies in rainbow colors and a brown fuzzy monster with disturbingly real-looking teeth she calls her "ugler friend", a small bag of glow in the dark unicorns in flat green, GI Joe's, a firetruck that makes siren noises and lights if you press a button on the side, a confused looking plastic fireman, and then finally a box larger than her own head, with big thick cardboard pages.

"Weed, K'iss," Kaelah says, toddling back over with the book clutched in her chubby fingers, dropping it without ceremony directly into his feet. "Weed. Weed now, weed, weed, K'iss!"

Chris runs his fingers over the smooth shiny cover, squinting against the first hint of a headache when he looks at the seemingly hand-drawn letters in yellow layered over green and blue and red. "Good, goodnight Moon," He says haltingly out loud.

Kaelah grins, flashing little baby teeth, clapping. "Moon book!" Then she makes her eyes very big and says, "Pleaaase Moon Book?"

Chris's heart skips a beat, nerves sparking over his arms, but he gives a faint smile and nods. He can do this. The book isn't so many pages, and he's been working so, so hard. He hasn't passed out trying to read in weeks now. Last week he even read Kauri a whole poem.

Kaelah plops herself right down in Chris's lap, snuggling her back right into his chest, her soft frizz of hair tickling his narrow chin. Chris opens the book and looks down, taking a deep breath.

His head hurts in warning, but it's not too bad. And if he's going to be able to go to college, he's going to have to be able to read to take the test for it.

When he starts to read, he feels a strange sense of being somewhere else, a long time ago, and that he isn't the one reading but the one being read to.

"In, in the... The gr... Guh-errrr... gr-ate... great green, green room there was a, a, a... a tuh-ehl... tele... telephone, and a red buh, balloon... and a pick-... picture of the cow juh-... juh-humping oh, over the moon..."

His voice is low and halting, and Chris has to push through the static and ache that tells him not to do this, it's against training, against policy, it's not allowed. He hates his reading voice, slow and stumbling, sounding out phonetics. He's eighteen years old, almost nineteen he thinks, and he can't read.

His lips press together, fighting the sadness and anger. Chris isn't angry very much - he's too happy for that. But sometimes happiness at what he has still gets all mixed up with his furious grief over everything he must have lost.

Whoever he used to be could read, he knows that. Whoever he used to be could read, and do math problems that didn't involve pictures of apples, and wouldn't have to struggle to read to a little girl the easiest book in the whole world.

This is your favorite, huh, baby?

The memory of her voice has been worse when he reads, but he doesn't tell anyone.

He's afraid if he tells, he'll stop hearing it again. He doesn't know whose voice it is, not exactly - sometimes he does but then the memory is gone again and he forgets - but he knows he loved her, and she's dead, and her voice is all he has to hold onto.

"I'm sorry," He whispers. "I'm, I'm, not... not not a good reader."

Kaelah, thumb in her mouth, turns to look at him and pops her thumb out. "K'iss," She says, firmly. "Weed, K'iss. Bun bun kitty."

"I, I know-" He's not sure how, but he does, he does know there's bunnies and a kitten and mittens and the old lady still whispering 'hush'... "I'm just, just, so bad, and-"

"Keep going, honey." Nat's voice is soft from the doorway and he looks up to see her leaning against it with one hand, in her usual jeans and shirt. Her shirt says PEARL JAM and Chris tenses as he realizes he read the words without thinking.

It didn't hurt any worse than the other reading already has.

"Keep it up." She smiles down at him, her brown hair carefully braided and laying over one shoulder. "You're doing great, Chris."

"But, but, but, but I, I, I keep having to... to-to sound it out," Chris says, slumping a little.

Kaelah smacks the open book with her hands. "K'iss more!"

"She doesn't mind that," Nat says gently. "She just likes your voice, and you. Take your time. Everybody starts somewhere, and you've already gotten over the biggest speed bump."

Chris swallows, looking down again. "I, I have?"

She nods and Chris licks at his lips, moving his finger to find the words to start again.

"And... and there, there were three little bears sitting on chairs-"

Oh, I did all those without sounding it out, he thinks, with a stab of something like a sharp pride.

"-and two little kittens and a pair of, of, of mittens..."

He turns the page and Kaelah takes up sucking her thumb again. Chris is aware of Nat still watching from the doorway, the warm and reassuring weight of her presence, and how badly he wants her to be proud of him.

"And a, a little toy house and a young mow, mouse..."

You got this, sweetie, you're doing so good! I'm so proud of you, reading so early! Screw your doctors, baby boy, we got this, you and me! Screw 'em for saying you wouldn't read!

Chris lets the elation in the voice of the woman he doesn't remember carry him through the rest of the words when he turns the pages again, bit by bit.

"And a comb and a br, brush and, and, and a bowl full of mush... And, and a quiet old lay-... lay-dee... lady who was, was whis-... whis-perrrr... whispering, 'hush'."

Goodnight room, reads a tiny boy's voice inside his mind, as the headache throbs but doesn't stop him.

"Goodnight room," He whispers, echoing the boy, the memory of someone he isn't anymore. "Goodnight moon. Goodnight cow jumping over the, the moon."

Kaelah pats his hand with hers. Her little fingers are always damp. "Good job, K'iss," She encourages him.

Chris looks up to see Nat's smile.

"Good job, Chris," Nat says, and he breathes in the praise, lets it settle in his bones and rush through his blood.

In his head, somewhere deeper than the conditioned ache, she whispers, Good job, Tris, I'm so proud of you.

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Tagging: @burtlederp , @finder-of-rings , @endless-whump , @whumpfigure , @slaintetowhump , @astrobly @newandfiguringitout , @doveotions , @pretty-face-breaker , @boxboysandotherwhump , @oops-its-whump @moose-teeth , @cubeswhump , @cupcakes-and-pain @whump-tr0pes @whumpiary

#whump #recovery whump #recovering whumpee #chris the strawberry blond romantic #referenced parental death #referenced past noncon #box boy #box boy multiverse #box boy universe #neurodivergent whumpee #natalie yoder: here to help the rescues #adult illiteracy tw #deconditioning #conditioning #trauma recovery #memory loss #fluff #angsty fluff