#urgent shelter cats

[moonlight26posts-blog]

In Baltimore City, MD: Long-haired beauty found in rough shape, severely matted and in pain - urgently needs rescue - BARCS, Baltimore MD

- URGENT -

Gilberto- 8+ years, altered male, 21lbs

FELV+/FIV+

8-year-old handsome man, Gilberto, was picked up by Animal Control due to concerns regarding his care and wellbeing. Poor buddy is so incredibly matted and painful, and very clearly has not been taken care of properly in an incredibly long time.

He is still beautiful, of course, but poor Gilberto is severely matted all over. The worst of the mats were clipped during intake (a whole pounds worth), but much more still needs to come off. He is also severely overweight and in need of a dental.

Understandably Gilberto is quite confused and unsure of himself here at the shelter. He was a bit irritable for his medical exam, but we don't blame him- he doesn't know where he is, and he must be so sensitive and uncomfortable in his own skin.

Although he is nervous and pretty withdrawn, as long as you go slow with him, Gilberto is an affectionate boy who enjoys soft head pets and deep chin scratches. Quick movements make him nervous, but he seems to appreciate being spoken to and rubbed.

Gilberto is on a mandatory 72 hour hold until close of business 1/11, and due to his behavior and FeLV+/FIV+ status, we are seeking urgent rescue placement for him.

Please let us know if your organization can help!

Thank you,

The BARCS Rescue Team

Baltimore Animal Rescue & Care Shelter (BARCS) ​New Address! 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225 [email protected]| [phone]

Rescue pick-up hours: Monday-Friday: 10:30 a.m.-6:30 p.m. Saturday and Sunday: 8:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m

Adoption hours: Monday-Friday: 2 p.m.-6 p.m. Saturday and Sunday: 11 a.m.-4 p.m. Baltimore Animal Rescue and Care Shelter, Inc. (BARCS) | 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225

#cat rescue baltimore maryland #urgent rescue #urgent shelter cats

[basedegatos]

Sweets for adoption, NYC: Brooklyn Animal Care Center female black cat, 11 years aprox, Social,Calm,Sweet,Affectionate,Curious id #144577, more info, on the emergency placement list (until tomorrow)

#black cat #black cats #for adoption #nyc #cats #Brooklyn Animal Care Center #cat #* #my posts #not my pics #urgent #new hotels #shelter #en adopcion #gatos #gato negro #gatos negros #new york #gatas negras #gatas #uploads #urgencia #adopcion #adopciones

[hashtagveganproblems]

Hi hello! One of my best friends has just started a GoFundMe for a cat he’s recently rescued which you can donate to here , sharing this post/ link would also be greatly appreciated!!! This is a message from my friend:

Hi everyone, so Frigga’s not doing too well. I adopted her from an animal shelter on May 4th and quickly realized she wasn’t eating or having bowel movements. I took her to the vet, who diagnosed her with obstipation. The vet believes this could be a chronic condition that she could need to be continuously treated for. He also said this medical condition is likely the reason she was surrendered to the shelter in the first place.

She is an absolute sweetheart and after having to put down a beloved cat a couple of weeks ago, it’s been so hard adopting a cat who immediately has this serious medical problem.

As explained by my vet, the options were to have her euthanized, or for her to undergo an expensive treatment (potentially thousands of dollars) to have the blockage removed from her colon.

I can’t express how strongly I want to help her and not have to have another cat euthanized so soon. I love her and I’m devastated. After having spent $1300 already on my cat who just passed with colon cancer 2 weeks ago, I do not have the funds to pay for Frigga’s veterinary costs.

This is why I’ve turned to crowdfunding to try to raise the money for Frigga’s treatment. I would be so grateful beyond words if you are able to donate a little bit, or to share this post to reach a wider audience. Thank you so much for reading this.

https://gofund.me/f1872d32

#signal boost #vegan signal boost #gofundme #go fund me #animal rescue #cats #cat #rescue cat #foundraiser #urgent #animal fundraiser #cute cats #cats of tumblr #cat rescue #important #donate #animal shelter #vegan #veganism #gofundmes #go fund mes #go fund them #important signal boost #urgent animal rescue #please share #please donate #donations #donations appreciated #urgent signal boost #animals

[sideofchaos]

URGENT: cat in need or going to be euthanized

#cat #cats #urgent #shelter

[erythristicbones]

had my cousin drive me to get mcdonalds but b4 we got there we had to jump out of the car and rescue a kitten off the fucking highway so uh. that's how my day is going

#kitten seems relatively unharmed? #its very very spicy and bit the shit out my cousin so we gotta go to urgent care once we can find somewhere to take this kitten #and he cant take it home bc his cat has feline leukemia and we dont want the kitten to get infected #but also its a holiday so every shelter we're trying to call is closed #wish we could examine it to see if it IS unharmed but its wrapped in his shirt in a box #and gets very upset everytime we try to look at it #impromptu adventure day huh? #still lowkey shaking from the panic of catching the damn thing

[tikkunolamresistance]

THIS IS A CALL FOR MUTUAL AID TO SUPPORT PALESTINIANS TRYING TO FLEE GAZA.

From helpcatsmallam on x.com, cat rescuers from Gaza who are trying to flee to safety through the Rafah crossing into Egypt. Organised by Mohammad Sallam, a wonderful man who has been running a cat shelter for around 5 years.

Mohammad’s post:

https://x.com/helpcatsmsallam/status/1743275083584475290?s=46

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“My dear friends...

This mo is speaking to you from sad Gaza, Gaza, where there is nothing left but destruction..

I want to reassure you that I am fine.

This is an urgent appeal.

I want you to take a serious action to get me out of this nightmare.

Now we have been allowed to leave Gaza to the south again.

Rafah crossing, where the Egyptian border is located in the south...

I want to get out of Gaza.. I want to go to Egypt to get out of this nightmare..

Please support me and share the link with your friends to help me get out of this horror..

I will put the cats in a safe place with my neighbor and give him all the remaining cat food.

I appreciate your sympathy for us.. and I am grateful to every person who asked about me..

Thank you guys”

PLEASE JOIN US IN DONATING TO SUPPORT THEIR SAFETY — GOFUND ME LINK HERE.

If you cannot donate, please reblog and share.

#palestine #mutual aid request #aid #charity #support palestinians #gofundme #aid for palestine #free palestine #where to donate

[critter-coded]

Reclaiming "Female" Through Therianthropy

This is my submission for the "My Gender is Not Human" zine. Here, I discuss how I realized I was not transgender because of my therianthropy and I hope that maybe someone else may relate and understand themselves in a new way. ♡

If you want to wait to read this until the Zine is released, then do not continue past the "keep reading" portion. Otherwise, enjoy!

PS: If this interests you, I'd strongly advise playing Shelter 2 (where I got the photo below from) as it relates a lot to my own experience.

CW: Body issues, misogyny

Can you imagine the scent of the velvet fuzz of a newborn animal? The experience of a dark den now filled with new life, life that hasn't even opened its eyes yet to the winter world just outside? Can you imagine the tiredness yet sheer love and comfort of having your children welcomed into the world, witnessed only by you and the Earth’s soil?

It's something I often dream of, and it's that very experience that made me realize that I am not transgender. It's funny because in this community, it feels as though the majority of individuals here are transgender and that experience ties closely into their nonhumanity. For me, the opposite occurred. I had a top surgery letter in my hand after years of feeling “not quite right” in my body or in how people perceived me. I had every reason to feel this way and to want this, even if it felt imperfect. Looking back, I remember how I got to this point.

“Be skinnier any way you can, it’ll make you prettier” they’d say as they, themselves, were ironically obese and I loved them no less for it.

“Grow your hair long and change your clothes, you’ll look more like a lady.” A projection rooted in the ideals of someone who reads far too much Jane Austen.

“Women should be subservient and provide endlessly, or they’re selfish.”

Dread set in every time I filled someone’s coffee or plate of food due to expectation or demand and not out of love and kindness. Everytime the topic of how I looked in a dress or how my hair wasn’t as long as someone else wanted. The disappointment of my family when they learned I had dated other women in the past and their relief when I dated one man. The eyerolls and my teacher’s discouragement when I expressed an interest in physics or chemistry. Even my finance degree was achieved through apparent luck despite graduating top of my class. Every “right” I accomplished was met with a “wrong” in some new category. The very things that made men impressive made me disobedient. I starved myself to look a little nicer to strangers, cried in bed after being talked down to at work, slept away all of my sorrows in a curled up ball. Humanity didn’t take kindly to me.

It frustrated me, and combined with my general lack of identity at the time along with diagnosed CPTSD, it was easy to relate to the plight that transgender individuals experienced. Surely that had to be me, but the label and being perceived as something besides female never clicked entirely. I figured that I may just have mild gender dysphoria instead, but for the first time, I really deep dived into what it meant to identify as a gender as everyone was needing urgent, permanent decisions to be made on my end. Around this time, I took on my first mammal label which was a feline. Ironically, cats are often the first animals to be associated with femininity and to be mistreated because of it.

I wanted motherhood, but I wanted my own kittens to rear more than I felt like I wanted to raise a human infant after spending time in a daycare and at a cat shelter. I didn’t want my breasts, but not because I wasn’t a girl, that’s just how other animals are. Perfume was a method to mark the rooms I had been in, not for elegance. I still felt so female, yet I didn’t see another way out besides transitioning until it occurred to me: what if I didn’t have to be a “woman”, and instead, I could simply be female the way animals are female? 

There were so many women like me such as in Brave, Princess Mononoke, Poor Things, or Wolf Children. The women who strayed from polite society to walk their own paths and stuck to their own desires. Even my own cat was female and yet held her chin so high and demanded when she would or would not be held. This realization was the first time I found myself feeling feral freedom and uninhibited beauty in the way I was. I was going to be the woman that rolls in the dirt, who is unapologetically beautiful in her own way, who chases after whatever her wild heart desires. I am not transgender, but I am not entirely a woman. I am an animal, and I am female in all of its unbridled ways.

Shedding my domestic cat label, I have taken up the title of bobcat. With it, I swear on my name that I will bite the hand of any who wish to tame or domesticate me ever again. I have been released out of the crate and back into the wilderness where I belong, and I shall never look back down the mountain. I feel the moss beneath my paws, the cold breeze kissing my nose, the smell of rain soaked woods and wildflowers. Ravens cry as I run on four legs towards the peak, released at last from the grips of mankind. I feel the warmth of a life suddenly worth living, growing along with the hair I now reclaim as my own fur without shame or expectation. I am home at the summit of my own world.

My spirit runs wild, and she is female.

#therian #otherkin #therianthropy #therianthrope #adult therian #feline therian

[sitp-recs]

15 21 fics where Draco takes care of Harry

Happy Weekend folks! The last reclist for this self-indulgent HBD Harry celebration week brings the trope we all love and deserve: Harry being taken care of! Let 👏🏻 that 👏🏻 boy 👏🏻 be happy! I’m really soft for this trope because it delivers delicious character development and emotional payoff. Harry deserves all the nice things and I love seeing Draco willing to provide it, whether in the form of physical comfort, protection, shelter, medical care or just good old diq. I wanted to follow the previous lists format but ended up with 20 fics which means I left a bunch out (my first draft had around 30 🤡). As usual I tried to include both classics and hidden gems, and especially some that aren’t in the other lists. Enjoy!

Ceremonials by @jackvbriefs (NR, 4k)

“What are you doing here?” Harry said. This Malfoy blinked up at him, then lifted the bottle of tequila. “I’m teaching you how to make a drink.”

Is This Love? By @phdmama (E, 4k)

Draco wouldn’t call himself a tender man. He fights the forces of evil for a living, trying his best to pay penance for the evil he’s done. He’s fought and killed in the name of duty, and when he’s not on duty, he tends either to play hard or retreat alone. He doesn’t lean on anyone, and he knows he’s not the first person anyone goes to when they need care. Comfort. That all changes tonight.

It Never Occurred to Me That I Would Fall in Love With a Frenchman by lamerezouille (T, 6k)

Harry kisses Draco in a public place. All hell breaks loose.

Unseen by astolat (M, 11k)

When he wasn’t wearing it, he got jumpy, always waiting for someone to come at him wanting something—and now they did it even more urgently, if they ever saw him, because most of the time, nobody did.

Nice Things by aideomai (M, 22k)

The first thing that happened was Theodore Nott came back from France.

Lusimeles by spqr (E, 23k)

“You’re not special, Potter,” Kingsley informs him, not looking up from his work. “But I’ve already done Occlumency training!” Harry splutters, indignant. “And it’s Malfoy.”

just tell me when it’s alright by M0stlyVoid (E, 23k)

Harry’s been fighting tooth and nail for any bit of normalcy he can get his hands on. He’s sick of feeling like something’s wrong with him, tired of feeling different. He thinks he’s finally gotten to the root of it, and has settled into a routine that makes him happy. Naturally, that’s when Draco Malfoy walks back into his life and upends it once again. Has Harry bitten off more than he can chew with his former rival?

The Green Vial by @eidheann (E, 31k)

After months of seeing Harry Potter walk into his Apothecary disappointed and hopeless, Draco offers to carry the baby that Harry can't. Now he's just got to hide the fact that he's been half in love with Harry for years.

Expecto Patronum by @writcraft (E, 35k)

Harry Potter is the most sought after celebrity in wizarding Britain. His every movement is scrutinised, his relationships questioned and his photographs plastered over every paper. Harry's used to everyone thinking he’s a hero and has had plenty of time to learn how to keep his biggest secrets hidden from the press. As Draco Malfoy negotiates his feelings for the wizarding world's brightest star, he becomes increasingly attached to Harry and unravels the secrets he keeps hidden from the rest of the world.

(Un)wanted by @aibidil (E, 36k)

Ginny's pregnant, then she's not and Harry's single. Harry, again with no family, doesn't know what to do with this turn of events, or how to find a new life—post-war, post-Ginny, post-abortion—in which he belongs. He doesn't expect that life to include dancing to the Backstreet Boys with Hermione and Draco Malfoy. A story of finding belonging in the unexpected.

Breathe In (and Feel No Hurt) by Constance1 (T, 38k)

A tale of love, loss, and of finding hope again. Or the story of how Draco turned into a house-cat in order to secretly bother a depressed Harry Potter until he was no longer feeling sorry for himself.

Chocolate and Pastry by agentmoppet, anemonen (E, 50k)

When Pansy bets Draco that there is no chance he and Harry could carry out a genuine romantic relationship, he and Harry form a plan. But as their fake relationship progresses, Draco sees a side of Harry he never expected. Harry is struggling with something, pushing it far down inside him where he doesn't have to acknowledge its existence. Draco starts to worry, and then he starts to care, and then... horribly... he starts to fall in love.

Sweeten to Taste by @saintgarbanzo and @babooshkart (E, 51k)

It starts with Draco's buckwheat crepes with honeyed oranges. Or maybe it starts with his porridge with toasted walnuts and homemade apple butter. Or perhaps it starts with the cinnamon buns Draco made from scratch with mascarpone icing. Harry just knows he's hungry for more.

Meet Me at Midnight by @the-starryknight (T, 57k)

Harry was beginning to wonder if he’d ever make anything again when Malfoy stormed through the door of Harry’s furniture shop. Now Harry’s got an impossible Ministry commission to finish, and even less energy than ever to deal with his elusive muse. That is, until he stumbles upon the surreal and beautiful world of a mysterious fae creature…

I Am Not Who I Became by mab_di (E, 93k)

Draco left England after the trials and has travelled the world meeting wizards and Muggles from different cultures and with vastly different relationships to magic, each other, and the natural world. Now he's a fisherman in Finland on commercial vessels. Harry has been struggling since the war and has become a recluse while trying to write his autobiography.

A Thousand Beautiful Things by geoviki (M, 100k)

Draco Malfoy struggles with changed fortunes, shifted alliances, an ugly war, and an unusual spell, with the help of a concerned professor, an insightful house-elf, and an unexpected Gryffindor friend.

Far From The Tree by aideomai (E, 112k)

The arrival of Harry Potter’s children—snapped back in time, the children themselves guessed, twenty or so years—was the most interesting thing to happen at Hogwarts for years.

A Sword Laid Aside by @korlaena (E, 128k)

When Draco’s cover is blown during a deep undercover operation and the Ministry is compromised, Ron takes Draco to the only safe place he can think of—Potter. Hiding out with a taciturn Harry Potter, who has been missing from the Wizarding World for almost two decades after a shocking fall from grace, is nothing like Draco thought it would be.

Any Instrument by @dictacontrion (E, 131k)

Draco Malfoy wouldn't go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can't control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify.

By the Grace by lettered (T, 140k)

Harry is an Auror instructor. Malfoy wants to be an Auror.

Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (T, 300k)

Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness.

#Sitp recs #Drarry reclist #caring draco #hbd Harry week

[psychoticallytrans]

Oh fuck it all, I'm asking for help.

There is a cat I dearly love, but cannot live with because of the apartment complex's policies. He currently lives with the rest of my immediate family, a pretty long journey from where I am.

I was there when we picked him up from the shelter. I have cried into this cat's fur so many times. If I could bring him here, he would be my cat. He loves me more than any other person in the world, and I love him so, so much in return.

He is dying. He has kidney failure, and we can't pay for a new one or dialysis. He won't eat, and he's lost half his weight. He is projected to die within a week. He isn't showing any signs of pain or suffering, so we aren't going to put him down until he does.

I want to go and stay with him until he dies, because I am his favorite person and it would comfort him. I cannot do this because I would lose too much money to afford my expenses- I can't do my job from that location. I can afford two days. I have some chicken bones boiling on the stove to try to get some calories into him, and I'm buying some chicken livers later to see if that entices him to eat something. He is going to die, but he is going to die as comfortable as we can make him.

Here's the part where you can help: I work on a gig basis. This is terrible for my financial stability, but great for flexibility. I need roughly 50$ a day to survive, bare minimum. If we can cover the cost of the missed gigs, I can cancel them, and I can try to stay with this cat until he passes. That is a maximum of 250$, since I can pay up for two of the days out of my savings. Any excess funds will go towards cremation costs.

If all of you can pull together enough for even one day, 50$ to spend one more day with this cat before he passes, I would be everlastingly grateful.

If you can't donate, or want to save your money for something else, then please know that I understand. I know this isn't the most urgent or essential post on this site. I just have to try.

Cat tax, from before he was sick:

Cashapp: $psychoticallytrans

Venmo: @psychoticallytransgender

170/250$ (The first 20 is due to a friend. Thank you.) Last edited 2:20 AM EST 8/11 Three days covered.

#donation post #animal death #cat death #organ failure

[moonlight26posts-blog]

In Baltimore County, MD: URGENT: Needs Rescue by Tomorrow-3 year old Sweet Kitty Not Eating

Baltimore County Animal Services is seeking urgent rescue placement for Marla, a 3 year old that came in as a stray. Around November 30, Marla appeared lethargic, and wasn’t eating. Despite treatment being started, she has continued to decline. As of today, Marla is still anorexic with severe URI. Gave IV midazolam to stimulate appetite and she appears interested in the food but didn’t eat anything. IV fluids restarted. Marla needs a rescue ASAP that can help her get healthy again. If you are interested in pulling Marla, or have any questions, please let us know!

Thank you,

Megan Phillabaum

Rescue Coordinator

Baltimore County Animal Services

13800 Manor Road

Baldwin, MD 21013

410-887-7297

[email protected]

To see other animals in need of rescue, visit here: https://www.baltimorecountymd.gov/departments/animal-services/rescue-partners

Baltimorecountymd.gov/animalservices

#cat rescue baltimore maryland #urgent shelter cats #urgent rescue

[ladytauria]

👀👀 meeting in the ER with damitim pls?

thank you!!

this is more urgent care than ER---actually, i'm picturing this happening at Leslie's clinic?---but. still on theme xD it's also heavily inspired by this post, bc... it's just so damian, you know?

“So… you said a cat did this?”

“Ah… yes.” Damian is distracted—not by the distant tug of a needle, in and out of his skin, but rather by the man doing the stitching.

He would not call him the most beautiful man he’s ever seen, but the man is certainly… attractive, with his sharp cheekbones and aquiline nose. Most striking is the pale, ice blue of his eyes; made even more so by the dark circles under his eyes.

Damian can relate.

“It was a kitten, actually,” he admits, somewhat reluctantly. 

That gets those eyes on him, the needle stilling. The nurse’s brows raise. “A kitten?”

“She was very fierce.” Normally he keeps gloves in his car for such an occasion, but he had taken them out to wash them, and— Well. Of course he ended up finding the kitten before he got them back into his car.

"I see," the nurse says, a smile tugging at his mouth. "I wonder if I'll be stitching up the next poor person to find her, too."

Damian sniffs. "Hardly," he says. "She's in my car." His emergency kennel, luckily, had still been there. He hated to leave the poor creature out there—on the way over, he had contemplated calling Richard or Todd to pick her up for him. However, neither of them was likely to listen to his instructions to leave her alone. Richard because he would believe he could befriend her, and Todd because he would underestimate the severity.

Pity Cassandra was out of town.

Pity Jon lived two hours away.

“Huh.” The nurse goes back to stitching. “You didn’t let go?” He sounds vaguely impressed. Damian cannot help the way he puffs up with pride.

“Of course not,” he says. “I would hardly leave the poor thing out there to suffer. Fierce or not, Gotham’s streets are no place for a kitten.”

The curve of the man’s mouth turns—soft, almost. It is reminiscent of a look he often sees from Richard, though it incites a different feeling in him entirely. He feels… warm. His fingertips tingle.

“Of course not,” the man echoes, softly. “Do you do that a lot? Rescue kittens, I mean.”

“At nearly one in the morning? No, not typically,” Damian says. “However, I volunteer at an animal shelter, and I am enrolled in the veterinary program at Gotham University. I find myself rescuing many animals.” He also had, vaguely, considered the notion of stitching himself up. It was only the knowledge of Richard and Pennyworth’s disappointed faces that had sent him to the clinic, instead.

“Huh,” the man says, thoughtfully. “So what happens to the kitten now?”

“She is young enough it should be fairly easy to socialize her,” Damian says. “Once she is used to people, I suppose I will look into finding her a home.” He would keep her himself, but— He has reached his limit on the amount of animals he can realistically take care of. His younger self would scoff at this, but part of adulthood was learning his limits. A dog, two cats, a snake, and several fostered kittens were certainly his.

The nurse hums, snipping the thread. He lingers at Damian’s side. “You know… I always wanted a cat. Do you… think I could call you, sometime? Maybe arrange a visit?”

Damian’s pulse quickens. “I—yes. I would be, ah. Amenable to that.”

The nurse smiles. The brightness of it steals the breath from Damian’s lungs. “Cool,” he says. “Hold on just a second.”

The nurse disposes of the needle and washes his hands before snagging one of the brochures from the countertop, by the sink. He withdraws a pen from his pocket and writes, quickly.

When he passes it to Damian, he winks. “You should be good to go now, Mr. Wayne.”

“Thank you,” Damian says, sliding off the exam table. As he walks out the door, he glances down at the paper. On it is a phone number, which Damian memorizes automatically, signed—

Tim Drake. Call me :)

Next to words is a doodle of a cat, wearing what is likely a nurse’s cap.

Damian is impossibly, terribly charmed.

[ send me an au if u like~ ]

#damitim #timdami #asks and answers #waffleinator-inator #tauriawritesfanfic #did i make up a whole au in my head to go with this? ...no ofc not... #thank u for the prompt #this was fun!!! #i almost had this done last night but. i tripped over the end a little bit

[pendragon-writes]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑅𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓃 𝒫𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓂

Ghost with GN!Kid!Reader

Warning: Injury, gore (blood), mentions of death (Not reader).

“Ghost how copy?” “I’m currently taking shelter, enemies, outside. I’ll manage.” “Roger that.” Simon sighed quietly as he reloaded his gun and peaked to the outside. The inside of the house was damaged as hell, with bullet holes everywhere and what seemed to be the house owners laying on the floor together. He heard the shouts of the men nearing his location and managed to get a couple of headshots in before the last one could notice his teammates being out.

As the lone man attempted to enter the house Simon quickly ambushed them resulting in the man lying on the floor, bloody and dead. Just when Simon was about to leave he heard a clatter of noise and turned around. In front of him sat a kid no older than 10, shaking and covered in blood, with one of their legs bleeding. A trail of their blood was left behind as they desperately crawled. "Hey kid it's okay I'm one of the good guys see?" he spoke, moving his hands to the front of his face as if he was calming done a stray cat. "I'm not here to hurt you, I want to help you. If I was here to hurt you we wouldn't be having this conversation."

Once Simon could tell that they wouldn't run, or crawl, he slowly walked over to them and checked them over. He noticed their blood-stained shoes and socks, as well as the very prominent injured leg. "Who did this to you kid?" He questioned, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible. He was beyond pissed, who in their right mind would hurt a kid, you clearly had no involvement in this shootout let alone the battle. Shakingly, they pointed him toward one of the enemies that he had previously taken down. This caused Simon to sigh in relief, at least one problem was cleared. But that was just one small issue, he had another problem on his hands that needed urgent care.

His thoughts of what he could use were interrupted when he heard shouts of new people from outside the house. He turned towards the kid and put his finger up to where his lips would be, tapping it twice. They nodded in response. He carefully picked them up and hid them in a closet. "Stay here and don't move, no matter what you hear outside of this closet do not open unless you hear me knock four times, got it?" They nodded their head in confirmation and he sighed quietly. "Good, I'll be back." He carefully shut the closet and went into hiding.

He looked around the corner and counted three soldiers, this was going to be easier than he thought.

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Knock

Knock

Knock

Knock

...

Slowly the closet door opened and there in all his glory stood Ghost with a bit of blood. "Are you okay?" They asked him. "I'm fine, but right now we need to focus on you. Do you know if you keep any first aid kits here?" "Y-yeah... I think we have one in the kitchen." They replied hazily. Their adrenaline was wearing off and the fatigue and pain were finally kicking in, Ghost could tell. "Alright kid, I'm going to grab that kit and then apply some pressure to your leg and it's going to hurt." Ghost didn't wait for a reply as he laid them down and rushed for the medkit. When he returned he applied said pressure with one hand and used the other to check his heart rate and breathing, the pressure caused them to groan in pain, and their breathing was getting a bit slower but nothing to be too concerned about at that very moment.

He grabbed a nearby pillow, while still applying pressure, carefully lifted up the leg, and put it on the pillow. "Alright kid, I've got some... Friends... Who will be picking us up shortly." "In the meantime," he spoke, wrapping the pressure bandage on them. "we'll just have to wait." "In all of this chaos, I never introduced myself..." "The name is Simon, Simon Riley. Though most people call me Ghost-"

"Ghost we're here!" Soap shouted, behind him was one of the military doctors and the rest of the group. Ghost nodded in acknowledgment before turning to the doctor. "Gunshot in the leg, it's probably still in there. I managed to stop the bleeding but they'll need your help."

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"So what's with the kid LT?" Soap asked him. “They got shot by one of Hassan’s men,” Ghost simply replied. "Do they have any family?" "Not that I know of, but what I do for sure is that I'll take them in if they don't."

#ghost mw2 #cod x gn reader #x gn!reader #gn!reader #kid reader #ghost!dad #ghost with a kid reader #simon ghost riley

[river-witchery]

URGENT: Kitten in Need of Home

This is a major long-shot, but we are having a really hard time finding a shelter or foster home that can take this kitten.

Is there anyone near Southwest Virginia who would like a kitten?

We've been calling him Loki.

He has been to the vet once for a basic checkup and he's been tested for FeLV and FIV. He's about 8-10 weeks old.. we think. He was rescued from the engine compartment of a friend's car.

He is energetic and wants to be social with our cats, but they haven't been tolerating it. I think he'd make great friends with a social cat or even dog. He is very confident.

We don't have the money to get his vaccines or have extra checkups. He has a sensitive stomach and is itchy sometimes (no fleas), but we just can't afford to pursue these issues further. (I can manage to drive out to meet you though!)

Please pass this around. Serious inquiries are welcome to message me directly. We are asking around irl, continuing to reach out to shelters, and waiting for a foster home to open up, but things are getting really difficult to keep up. Our cats are very stressed and we can't give him the care he needs.

#i donnt know what to tag this as.. #things have jusy been hard #i want him to go to a good family #but fuck #i am having a hard time getting him #to any family #to any person #and we just cant... #loki the kitten

[fuzzytrashbird]

oh boy

hello again! 

assuming you saw this post and the follow up reblog, you know my life’s been a little hectic. upon paying my landlord the $425, he was like “yeah ok now give me $1,050 by next week or I’ll evict you”. which. rude. but we had a check coming this week so we had hopes.  but upon buying food to, y’know, live on, we dipped into the rent money. the landlord is now evicting us and unwilling to budge, except if we give him 400, which will only buy us a week to move out. we’re selling our car, which currently isn’t working anyway so we aren’t using it, and that’s giving us around 200-300 for it because it’s a wreck (old). we’ll have that money covered with what we have already and the car, but we’ll have around 300 bucks to get a storage unit, buy boxes, and find somewhere to stay with our cats. luckily, it seems, at least for now, shelters aren’t in the cards. 

i’m not begging for money as urgently this time, it’s technically less desperate, but still is desperate. so if anyone is willing to queue in for my commissions to help us pay for what we need to get through stuff, it’d be really appreciated. there’s no particular amount we need at this moment, but anything helps! 

so, if anyone is interested in commissioning me, or just wants to share my info to help, it’d be appreciated! 

All my info, from art examples to commission info, is on this neat little site here https://fuzzytrashbird.art/ 

and here’s my commission pricing! 

#commission #commissions #emergency commissions #artist on tumblr #art commissions #open commissions #commisions open #transgender #trans #lgbtq #lgbtq artist #help appreciated

[not-lobotomized]

This video was posted over a hundred days ago. Since then the IOF has begun its ground invasion, nearly half of all buildings in Northern Gaza have been destroyed/uninhabitable, the only source of water is rain, electricity is a luxury, and it has been reported that some have resorted to eating leaves, as there is no other food left up North.

Despite this, brothers Tamer and Samer stay behind and continue operating Animal Friends Shelter, the only shelter of its kind in Gaza City. The two brothers are unable to evacuate as they cannot leave their cats behind, however, they are now urgently appealing for donations so that their wives and children may be transported out.

The chances of Tamer and Samer being murdered, and their precious cats starving as a result, is frighteningly high, yet their noble resolve to not abandon these helpless creatures truly speaks on their hearts and characters.

If you are at all moved by this bright display of humanity in one of the darkest stain's of evil in human history, please donate, even a dollar:

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/samer563

#gaza #free palestine #israel #genocide #cats #animal lover #animal shelter #cat lovers

[trashprinceward]

The two cats your brought back from the shelter seemed to have some odd little habits.

The shorthair was a little skittish, recoiling away from attempts to pet him, and swiping at attempts to pick him up. He needed space. Often, he would sit under chairs and tables, where he would feel safe. Given time to warm up, he would eventually come out to climb over you, curling up in your lap if he felt safe enough. Sometimes, he might occasionally dart out, urgently climbing atop you and sitting up protectively as he stares at some dark corner of the room. Nothing is ever there, but you assume a sound must have spooked him.

The longhair is much more friendly, eagerly poking her nose into anything you might be doing, or inspecting anything left about. She'll follow you about and rub up against your legs, but never goes too far from the shorthair. She'll frequently try to get him involved in whatever she's doing, even if it's just getting pets.

Occasionally, they get a little antsy, and will often playfight together, though it only rarely escalates into something serious. During these times, it's much easier to isolate the longhair by picking her up, as attempting to pick up the shorthair will result in some nasty scratches or bites. There doesn't seem to be any particular trigger for this behaviour, but separating them for a while will calm them down. Aside from this, most of the time, they are fairly docile.

#faith game #faith cats #john ward #lisa pearson #my art #myart