[a picture of a clear teacup filled with tea. On the cup it reads “the only way to keep theatre alive and relevant in pop culture is to make it more accessible”]
Fun fact: if you know your feline body language, you’ll notice that the lynx is deferring to the housecat. As far as these two are concerned, the housecat is the higher-ranking cat.
This is like a small child uncertainty taking a bite of their first piece of cake and then realizing that it’s the best damn thing they’ve ever eaten and shoving it all right into their face with grabby hands and just delighted. I love this kitty.
this is a SUPREMELY pleasant video - please forgive me, but I’m gonna use it to illustrate something I’ve been feeling rather sick over.
watch how this cat uses its forelegs & paws! investigatively, almost like hands, bringing the first towel close to its face to sniff, then stretching out to pull more towels out & drop em [mischevious bastard]!
cats are curious, playful animals, that use their forelegs not JUST in locomotion, but as means of interacting with the environment/entertaining themselves. purposely breeding them to exhibit dwarfism, with drastically reduced limbs, limits this behaviour and should be widely thought of as immoral.
“Now type out your work experience, even though you just fucking uploaded your resumé”
“While you’re at it, type out your education too, even though it’s on the fucking resumé as well”
“Great, now fill out this questionnaire too. It’ll only take 20-30 minutes! If we decide not to hire you, we won’t even give you the courtesy of an automated email telling you you’re not the right fit!”
so I went to the counseling center at my school to set up an appointment etc etc and I know they have a therapy dog there and I was like “where’s the dog?” and the receptionist was like ‘oh I’m sorry, she’s in a meeting right now’ and I look over at the other room and there is a fucking dog sitting in a chair at a long table sitting next to all these people in business suits and I felt like I was in a dream
