Okay but Never Gonna Give You Up (better known as Rickroll) is actually a really really horrible song for many reasons, which I will better explain under the cut. 

Brace yourselves, this is pretty long.

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Wow I actually never thought I’d even care about such an old song but jeez
You’re right



I was getting super frustrated trying to figure out the VA for this character in Tenkai Knights (not actively watching it, but it’s on right before I go to bed). Turns out the VA was Smellerbee in AtLA, as well as being on a bunch of other shows. But Smellerbee is the one I was looking for, it’s a super unique whispery voice.

I had a standard poodle growing up, who was very well trained and intelligent- but she did venture out within our four acres of land, which was not enclosed. She never got lost, and always came home when she was done foraging and enjoying herself outside. The neighbors loved her visiting their houses (all our neighbors had one or more dog and several acres aswell) and more or less I think she lived a very happy, healthy 14 years (she died of old age). I think it is okay in some circumstances.




No its not ok. You didn’t know what she ate or what animal she came across with. She could have been very well poisoned by people or she could have consumed something poisonous. Or have gotten hit by a moving vehicle or attacked by a wild animal. You (and her) got lucky and she died of old age (or so you tell me) but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t dangerous. Allowing any pet to roam free is irresponsible. Please don’t let them outdoors unless you are supervising them. 

Our neighbor had a shi-tzu mix named Buddy. Buddy was left to roam constantly (in fact I never actually saw him with the people who owned him) and he was matted, covered in dirt and constantly hated by all the neighboring families because of his habit of tearing into garbage cans and spreading trash everywhere.

Attempts were made to catch him, but to no avail, he was too poorly socialized to trust people. One fine day, Buddy “went missing” and nobody ever found his body. It doesn’t take a genius to guess what happened to the little guy. Something killed him. Something or someone.

He crapped everywhere and made huge messes and clearly nobody really cared what happened to him so his death was probably a sweet relief. Don’t be that person who does that to your dog. Don’t leave your dog outside alone to roam like a pariah.

Let me tell you, especially out in the country where people own multiple acres, roaming dogs often get into trouble. A lot of people who have lived in the country all their lives (likely living on family land) complain about “city folks” moving in and letting their dogs run free. Besides the issues with wild animals and rural roads with higher speed limits (the one on my uncle’s road is 45 mph with blind curves and people who speed, not a good place for a roaming dog), there’s the issue with the neighbors. I know the anon said their little dog was “well loved by the neighbors,” but that is very often not the case.

What many people who move to the country and let their pets roam don’t realize is that dogs tend to pester livestock. For smaller dogs, it doesn’t bode well if they attempt to chase after a buck goat or a cow with a bad temper. A swift kick or butt and little Fifi is dead from internal bleeding. For larger dogs or if smaller dogs are found in chicken pens or rabbit sheds, in most rural counties, it is completely legal for an owner of livestock to shoot on sight any animal that is pestering their livestock, and therefore their livelihood. If you let your dog roam and it destroys property and kills livestock, not only is it legal for your pet to be shot and killed, but you may be sued for damages. Just think, your dog killed five or seven chickens while out “being free.” That’s at least five to seven chickens either from the grocery store, or at market price for free range heritage chicken at the farmer’s market. If they were egg birds, that’s two to four years worth of eggs. If it was a breeder, two to four years of completely new chickens, as well as any of their offspring. Prized breeding stock is damn expensive. That’s not even getting into goats or cows, which can give thousands of gallons of milk and thousands of pounds of meat in their lifetime. In essence, your dog just stole all that from your neighbor. You probably aren’t the most popular person in the neighborhood.

I’ll leave you with a little wisdom I’ve heard from people dealing with problem dogs from problem neighbors: Shoot, Shovel, Shut up. If you really want your dog to be able to “run free” in the country, make sure you put up a damn good fence to keep them on your own property. A lot of folks don’t bother with second chances, because a dog doesn’t even have to touch a chicken to kill it, they can run it to death easy, just like any other livestock animal. And you can bet you won’t get so much as a guilty glance from someone protecting their property.


creeeepy stuff happens in gravity falls and it’s up to courage to save his new home


creeeepy stuff happens in gravity falls and it’s up to courage to save his new home

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Anyone think I should make a side blog on the practical use of herbal medicines? It’s a thing I’ve been researching for a while now, and I’ve compiled a few sources and quite a bit of knowledge. It’s not something I want to pursue as a career, there’s much too much to get into with diagnosing and the politics between naturopathy and conventional medicine and having to find clients, and honestly half the stuff you learn as a holistic health practitioner sounds a little quacky. But I’m still interested in herbs that have been proven to be effective, and maybe I can help someone manage symptoms until they can get to a doctor or provide information on natural treatments that they can ask their doctor about. Or it might just devolve into mostly smoking blends for recreational use, I’m not quite sure of the final plan if I start a side blog.


i’m still pissed off about growing up

Rules: Just insert your answers to the questions below. Tag at least 10 followers. I was tagged by penandwind

Name: Caitlin

Nickname: Witchy(digit), Wild(shadow) <-(really old nickname from my forum roleplay days), Catie (but only by my dad’s side of the family, oddly)

Birthday: January 17, 1994. Capricorn.

Gender: Very good question. Pretty much I’m female, but am surprisingly ambivalent toward the idea of people calling me “sir” (which has happened a few times as a slip of the tongue with checkout clerks and whatnot). So, *shrugs* it’s whatever.

Sexuality: Aromantic Asexual

Height: 5 foot 5

Time Zone: East Coast(US)

What time and date is it there: it is 3:21 in the morning on August 28

Average hours of sleep I get each night: 9 to 11, though I suspect I may have some sleep issues I’m gonna’ bring up with my doctor, so that might change

The last thing I googled was: oilcloth

My most used phrase(s): “Fuck” “Shit” “Hell” “Fucking hell” “Holy shit” “Fucking shit” you get the idea

First word that comes to mind: beer

What I last said to a family member: “I’m gonna’ take this [food] upstairs.”

One place that makes me happy and why?: Ocracoke Island, OBX, North Carolina. It’s the traditional family vacation spot, we’ve gone there with my dad’s side of the family for as long as I can remember. It’s filled with memories of my family and childhood, both good times and bad.

How many blankets I sleep under: One to two. It depends on the temperature. When it’s warm I have a small furry black blanket that doesn’t quite cover me unless I turn it diagonally, but I might slip my feet under my larger blanket on the floor if they get cold. In colder weather I have the full sized blanket completely cover me, or wrap it around and slip my feet under the fuzzy one. Also I often put the pillow on top of me while I sleep, though it’s not exactly a blanket.

Favorite beverage(s): Lately I’ve just been drinking water, but I love milk and chocolate milk, and both regular and herbal teas (especially herbal blends that taste really flowery), coffee for the taste only (the caffeine fucks with my stomach), and most juices (but not most store-bought orange juice, it has a weird consistency that’s much too thick for juice).

The last movie I watched in the cinema: How to Train Your Dragon 2, it was amazing.

Three things I can’t live without: air/water/food? Not what the question is really going for, but survival is the first thing that comes to mind.

Something I plan on learning: How to run a self-sustaining farm to feed me and any friends/family that come along for the ride.

A piece of advice for your followers: I dunno’, I don’t feel like I’m qualified to give general life advice since I haven’t finished mine yet. But along that vein, we all end up dead in the end, so even when you’re serious about ensuring your survival, don’t forget that eventually it will end, and you don’t want to look back when you’re near death and regret the things you didn’t do.

My blog(s): witchydigit, witchydigitart (inactive atm, but I need to get more active once I can do art every day)

I tag: caduceator, delphitek, thetiniestmousey, and any of my other mutuals if you want, or if you don’t want, don’t feel obligated.






Shit just got real.

"life is absurd so start acting like it"

that last one though

these are super important and beautiful

hello, operator? Yes a wolf standing behind a rainbow is making me feel.

(Source: boosthouse)