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As a kind of part 2 to my previous post, I wanted to talk a little bit more about my experience with grieving for my cat. My hope is that in talking about this a little more openly I can help someone else going through the same thing to feel that their grief over their pet loss is totally valid and does not have a right to be shamed away. My cat, Nefertiti lived to be 21 years old and I had her for most of my life. I’m heartbroken that she’s gone. To those who have lost a dear pet, I’m sorry for your loss, and it’s ok to be sad about their passing. Your love for them isn’t any less valid simply because they are not human.
I don’t remember much of her as a kitten but the day I got her is something I find myself coming back to every day now that she’s not here. I was 5 years old and for my birthday my aunt said she was going to take me to the shelter to pick out a cat. I remember we didn’t even get past the reception area before I had my heart set on this sweet little black kitten. I looked at the other kittens in the reception area too but I kept coming back to this one black kitten with the name tag that read “Nefertiti”. I pointed to her and said “I want this one!” And I remember my aunt asking me if I was sure, and if I wanted to go look at the rest of the cats they had. Nope, I wanted this black kitten. So paperwork was signed and filled out, and I came home that day with this fluffy kitten with the most gorgeous yellow eyes you’ve ever seen.
We spent 21 years together, and it’s the little things you get used to over that time period that you start to miss. Like seeing those big yellow eyes looking up at you if you accidentally wake her up from her afternoon nap, or when you sit down to eat and one day there’s no kitty there to jump on your lap to inspect what you’re eating. Or to beg you for food when you’re cooking (which I always cooked the non choice cuts of meat first and gave them to her). Or having to vacuum up the fur she got stuck in her mouth then wiped on the carpet (we called them her Gandalfs because it always made her look like she had a beard).
You’ll miss these things when your animal friends are no longer around, but it’s ok to be sad, it’s ok to cry, and it’s perfectly ok to feel grief. You should not feel ashamed to go through this normal process and to take your time with it. You took care of them, lived with them, and loved them. You have a bond that you shared, and it’s ok to miss that. Do what you feel you need to do to get better, and remember that everyone grieves differently.
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My beloved cat passed away recently and I find myself feeling overwhelmed with grief. But I also find myself having to justify this grief, like it’s somehow not valid to grieve this loss because she wasn’t human. Like, I don’t know why it’s seen as weird to grieve over an animal. I spent 21 years with this animal, why is it shameful to cry about losing her? To feel emotionally unstable for a while afterwards?
You spend 21 years with anyone and you’ll feel the loss. Don’t be ashamed to grieve, no matter who it is
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Man, I literally grew up with this cat. A piece of my soul is missing
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I can see Faith having a few guinea pigs tbh. From my experience they’re a cross between a human toddler and a cat, and in the cutest way
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I mean look at these lil’ fellas. They belong in The Garden with Faith, don’t you think?
If the seed family was to own pets what kind of pets would they own this is just for me and my sister ideas and what we think about it 🤷‍♀️
Joseph :
Golden retriever
Golden doodle
Poodles
Beagle
Jacob :
Wolfs
Huskys
Rottweiler
Bulldog
Faith :
Maltese dog
Shih tzu
Dalmatian
Rabbits
Johns :
Doberman
Black Russian terrier
German Shepard
Callie cats
Can corso
These are all the pets I think the seed family would own if they were to buy any .
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You’re a good man
i think i'm onto something
okay so as a seed apologist i gotta say i'm full of sh*t but hear me out because my delusions are onto something.
Burke is a son of a bitch. i love him but here's why—
he was the first to fire a shot over a rock.
he didn't care if it went south, they were going to be famous.
he left us in the helicopter that was on fire when our eyes were clearly open, and we were consciously looking around.
he ran away, hid like a pussy and waited until we were there to hold off the cultists.
he would've died without us and the only reason he was 'glad to see' us was bc of it.
even Earl knew that it wasn't the best time for an arrest.
he doesn't give a shit about the deputy, his actions were self purposed.
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You’re forgetting the part where he straight up leaves you to die in a sinking truck. The man left me to die twice and Earl wants me to save his ass? Oh hell no, what goes around comes round you asshole. I’ll leave you a wandering angel until your last day. I know where Faith keeps the good bliss
i think i'm onto something
okay so as a seed apologist i gotta say i'm full of sh*t but hear me out because my delusions are onto something.
Burke is a son of a bitch. i love him but here's why—
he was the first to fire a shot over a rock.
he didn't care if it went south, they were going to be famous.
he left us in the helicopter that was on fire when our eyes were clearly open, and we were consciously looking around.
he ran away, hid like a pussy and waited until we were there to hold off the cultists.
he would've died without us and the only reason he was 'glad to see' us was bc of it.
even Earl knew that it wasn't the best time for an arrest.
he doesn't give a shit about the deputy, his actions were self purposed.
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It’s both, I swear people are getting more and more stupid as time goes on. Everyone says it’s because of quarantine during covid but I refuse to believe that 80% of people have become so dumb it should be considered a disability because we spent a few months indoors 4 years ago
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Our family lost a very beloved cat yesterday and her lack of presence is very apparent when she had/has such a rich backstory to her, all completely made up. She even had her own catchphrase, she was like a fluffy blank canvas on which I created a ridiculous yet deeply lovable character. None of my actual characters I’ve come up with for story purposes have ever come close to matching the ridiculous ass persona I made up for a cat.
Like, no joke, this cat had LORE!
Rest in peace Señorita Fluffykins, I hope they have only the comfiest of sinks to sleep in on the other side of that rainbow bridge 🌈
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So I just heard that the Stanley cups have lead in them? Damn, I thought they were one of the few companies out there who still made quality products that lasted instead of cheap junk. I still have the thermos I brought to preschool with me that’s in great shape, and I’m almost 26! I can’t believe it!
I’m thankful I don’t own one of the cups, but damn I’m really disappointed. Is there anyone out there who doesn’t make either cheap garbage or stuff made with straight up toxic materials?
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I don’t do TikTok, but even I know that banning something just because you think it’s (the wrong type of) propaganda is a very slippery slope and a threat to a free press. Say a newspaper publishes an unflattering article about someone in congress, should they be banned because they didn’t get on their knees for that congressperson?
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Dear shitty gun nuts. You can keep your photoshopped pictures of women with big boobs carrying guns
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We’ll keep our pole dancing nerdy archer thank you very much :)
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My grandma worked since she was a kid and even in retirement she’s caring for her best friend who has dementia. She’s the hardest working woman I’ve ever known. She deserves to fucking retire. Think about your grandparents, or even great grandparents if they’re still around, would you want them to have to go work for some greedy corporation until the day they die because some politician who has never worked a hard day in their lives said no? Is this really how we want to treat our nations grandmas and grandpas?
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“Kids don’t go outside and play nowadays!” Yeah well that’s because you bulldozed their age appropriate hangout spots and built a highway instead and convinced parents that they’re criminals if they let their kids play in their own backyard without supervision
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That’s a really interesting take, thank you for sharing!
Replaying FC5. Faith should have been related to the boys. I find the way she's written flightly and loose in a way that's less on purpose for intrigue and more Ubisoft being unsure of what to do with her and I think making her a proper Seed would have done leaps and bounds to force em to make some concretes about her.
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I hate that private vehicles are pretty much required for most jobs regardless of what the job actually is. Fuck that person, they have to take on a ton of debt in order to go make money!
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Anyone else’s dreams been super weird lately? I keep having dreams (but not necessarily nightmares) about society collapsing and having to fend for myself, and I haven’t even played Far Cry 5 recently! In a very strange way it seems like the dream I had last night and the dream I had the night before that are a continuation of each other.
In the dream I had the night before last, I dreamt that I was planning to scavenge supplies from a Walmart super center in a big city (not gonna name it because i don’t want internet strangers knowing where I live) that had become even more dangerous post collapse due to gangs controlling the area. I was growing food for myself but apparently I needed to go to this Walmart for certain non perishable goods (Yes this was my in dream explanation for why the area was so dangerous). I woke up before I could come up with a plan.
Last night I dreamt that the gang from [dangerous city from last nights dream] had stormed into my smaller town and showed up at my door demanding that I give up and join their ranks if I wanted to keep surviving, but I told them to fuck off and they shot at me and my grandma, who doesn’t actually live with me but she was there. I eventually got them to fuck off and leave but the next part of my dream is even weirder. I didn’t have a working tv but I had a radio, and it was super eerie.
There were no radio DJs playing music on the radio, it was just constant ads. Like instead of just dead airspace it was the pre-recorded ads that played over and over again. Ads for things nobody had the money to buy anymore since rampant inflation had caused everyone but the richest of the rich to be out of a job and fuckin destitute.
Maybe it’s the constant stress coming from real life but it’s insanely weird how these dreams seemed to be a story
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reblog and put in the tags something you are complimented on most often irl
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