Ouessant sheep are so fuckin tiny
The sheer unsize of these beasts
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My mom says we can run away into the woods and never return if that’s ok with ur mom
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mutuals would you say hi if i emerged from the fog on a crisp autumn night in the form of some sort of apparition lurking in the shadows, the glow from my many purple eyes piercing through the dark and the fog
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Ough I wanna creature out rn, preferably some Scalie beast but any critter is fine
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Draw me like one of your French cats
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Ough to be such a creacher with HUGE fluffy feets........ Waogh 🥺
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Opinion on foxes? ㅇㅅㅇ
they're so cute!!! and they make very funny noises
cat software on dog hardware
silly little beans
also foxgirls? cute
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thinking about our general societal disconnect from. being an animal. somehow being a biological being with physical needs and instincts and natural cravings is frowned upon and it baffles me.
when i was eight one of my teachers informed the class that even though we are related to other primates we aren’t really animals because God made us for a better purpose. while I do believe in God, I also believe in evolution, and I believe that we are made of the same concoction of chemicals and flesh and bone as our fellow creatures. and it shows.
cause…we have animal needs. we eat and drink, yes, but I also mean that we are pack creatures and the majority of us do best when living with others. and we are omnivores (who need a more plant-based diet than many people have access to these days) with front-facing eyes and endurance stamina and pattern recognition skills perfectly suited to foraging. and we are physiologically soothed by the color green and the sound of running water and by looking at plants.
we’re animals!!!! I’m a little flesh beast and so are you!!!!! modern jobs have us sitting still, indoors, working on tasks that all too often do not scratch the itch in our brains. you know when I have felt that itch get scratched? when I’ve stuck my hands in a cold stream and splashed around, when I’ve been crouched on the ground watching a line of ants, when I’ve helped a friend turn salvaged wood into a garden bench over the course of an afternoon, when I’ve filled a basket with blackberries, when I’ve hiked and chased seagulls and let the little animal who lives somewhere in the simplest most foundational parts of my brain do what it was made to do.
somehow those kinds of activities are seen as immature or childish or just weird. and it probably has to do with a whole slew of -isms (ableist ideas of worth based on productivity? racist views that portray lifestyles and cultures based on subsistence farming/nomadic practices/animist philosophy/etc as uncivilized? Protestant work ethic viewing physical needs as an obstacle to maximum efficacy?) but it’s something I rarely see talked about, even on tumblr where talking about theory is common.
i think we need to start talking about the weird shame that a lot of people and groups these days experience when it comes to being an animal and all that creature-ness entails.
also. for all that “touch grass” gets bandied about and rightfully criticized, please…if you’re able to go outside. please do it. biophilia is a real observable phenomenon and it is one hell of a drug. and it doesn’t require a national park! earlier today I entered a near-meditative state while observing bees just doing their thing! the world is full of wonders! (and if you can’t go outside, maybe watch a nature doc or start a window garden or do whatever you can to tend to the indoor cat in your brain!) we are all creatures and we! need! enrichment!
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they need to make hrt that turns you into a eldritch abomination of some kind cause i need that shit injected into my veins
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