Buddha Ferret
@buddhaferret
Hater of Fascists, Irritated Democrat, Agnostic-Christian, Ferret Guy, Gamer, Partner to Kellie, Twitter Escapee, USAF Veteran.
Preview of today's post topic. But first I'm hungry and I gotta take a shower. Remember, people, not everybody who's against Trump or has turned against him is your friend. Some people would do a lot worse, and with intent.
Not as ratty as Blizzard's and he was always this weird combo of fluff-monster and rat-tail. Also that's him on top of the pet carrier on top of the cage less than 6 inches from the ferret-room ceiling. In case you're wondering what his personality was.
My guys wait like that for me to open their favorite dresser drawer. They'll just stare at me until I do it.
So you know, in a civilized nation or free country you're not supposed to fear your neighbors or try to destroy them. I was in Bosnia, I saw how that works out. I see Republicans plumbing new depths of evil-stupid but the only thing I'm legit afraid of is getting a previously unknown virulent STD.
New IT term: CAT Error. When your Boomer Mom's Orange Cat gets up on the shelf, knocks the router off, in the process unplugging it, and Mom complains for a week that the Internet isn't working.
Again like I literally just said to my partner "It's like something out of Idiocracy."
Question: What is it with your basic 1960's/early 1970's Dork types and this right-wing "Conservative" garbage. Doesn't matter if it's the actual aging 1960's conservative dork types or their descendants. And have they even NOTICED what MAGA/the rest of the Republican Party has turned into?? FFS.
(Adult) Jaws Tax, from a few years ago. I don't have a current pic.
You'd be amazed at how many of these cute little fuzzballs were just plain piss-mean little steeltrap landsharks, I used to bite-train them. The pet store staff would usually talk me into buying the untrainable ones, LOL. This little fella was literally named Jaws, by the workers.
Just a small fraction of the Baby Ferret pictures I took over the years.
I mean, there comes a point where you either believe in a resurrected savior or you don't. Like literally the entire point of Easter is that Jesus Is Not Dead to be mourned.
This doll-faced little ferreterrorist, Annie, was my all-time greatest escape artist.
This was my King Wulfgar I, First Of His Name, Lord Superdook. At 7lbs, the biggest ferret I ever had, leash trained and smart as a whip except for the time he successfully played Ferret Flips with the neighbor's Chihuahua. US Navy Chief Torpedoman in a past life. Double Paws Torp Launch master.
You ever noticed this dude can never just be happy about anything without spending an hour and a half tooting his own horn?
This is my current (smaller) crew. I'm not doing ferret rescue anymore unfortunately.
Fair, but to be honest I'm entirely not kidding when I've said (in light of apparent worship of Baal and Mammon by these fucking people) that I don't think secular liberalism and law can deal with this by themselves and I think America pretty much needs an Elijah 2nd Kings 18 type situation.
Okay it's been like 25-30 years and I saw that strip when it was in the Detroit Free Press. My Lawn, OFF!