Prismatic — Ourotetsu/Barnaby
((This was my entry for the Ouropornos contest back a few months ago. Finally just getting around to posing it.
Set post Ragnarok.))
He’s grown to hate the color red.
I apologize for such graphic pictures, but I’m not sugarcoating this.
Today while I was working at the barn, I saw this dog on the way back from a ride. He stood up and walked very cautiously over to the horses, but he didn’t come very close. He didn’t bark or growl, he just stood there. I couldn’t leave him there, I had to go back and get him with my car.
I got out of my car and walked slowly up to him. He put his head down and came towards me without my calling or anything. He sat down next to me (I didn’t pet him because he clearly has bad mange) and wagged his tail. He looked at me with his pretty blue-green eyes full of hope and I think he knew he would be ok.
I called every nearby animal control number and the Houston Humane Society right down the road. I had to go through so many menu options before I finally left a message… None of them have called me back, about eight hours later.
I took matters into my own hands. I didn’t want to put him in my car because I transport my own dog, but I couldn’t just leave him. I figured there would be some way to sanitize my car so I gave in and called someone at the barn to help me get him in my car. He’s a small dog, but he has scabs all over his body and I wanted someone with gloves.
Anyways, I drove about five minutes to Houston Humane and the first thing the admissions lady told me is that they’ll hold him for three days and if no one claims him, they’ll put him down. Nope, that’s not gonna happen. I asked her where else I could take him and she gave me the number and address of BARC. I thanked her and got some gloves from her and loaded him back up in my car for the 45-minute drive to BARC.
They shuffled me around everywhere at BARC. I went through the door that said, “Entrance” and the guy made me go back through the “Exit” door. I know this doesn’t seem like much, but this puppy could hardly walk. He stumbled as if he were drunk and would occasionally just plop down. They determined he was too sick for him to be in the main building with all the other dogs, so I had to load him back up in my car and drive him to the rear entrance.
Some kind volunteers directed me to the vet building, and I waited in there for a vet tech for about 15 minutes. I sat next to him and talked to him. I told him over and over that he would be ok and I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I told him he’s going to make an amazing pet someday and he’s in a safe place. I promised him.
The exhausted-looking vet tech came out, took my driver’s license (which they had already done at the front..) and entered me into “the system.” Then she came back over to me and the dog, whom I had named JoJo, and informed me of his fate. She said two very conflicting things and I’m still confused. First, she said that they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him, then have him evaluated by a vet and put him up for adoption if he’s not aggressive (which he clearly wasn’t). Good news, right? Then she said they’ll wait three days for someone to claim him and then euthanize him. I kept trying to clear this up with her and determine which one she meant because she wasn’t making sense, but I never got a clear answer. I’m pretty sure the answer is more towards the second option than the first.
Then I got mad. I asked her why the hell I took him there if they’re just going to kill him, just like they would’ve at Houston Humane. She shrugged and I said, “Ok well thanks,” and left with tears welling up.
I pretended to text on the way back to my car so the volunteers wouldn’t ask what was wrong. I got to my car and broke down crying for poor little JoJo. All I could think about was how amazing he’d be as someone’s dog and how I had promised him over and over that he’d be ok. I called Christy (the barn manager, we kept in contact the whole time so she knew what was going on) and told her the news and she got mad, too. She kept saying, “Why the hell do they call themselves a no-kill when they clearly do if the dog is the slightest bit sick? They’re not going to do ANYTHING for him?” My thoughts exactly.
I drove home crying and took a nice, hot shower. Christy had called me again while I was in the shower so I called her back and she had some good news for me. She knows a woman who brought a stray like JoJo into BARC, donated some money for his initial treatments, and then fostered him (and later ended up adopting him). Christy is actually offering to donate $250 to help him and she knows another woman who loves pitbulls and is already offering to foster him.
I’m not begging everyone to reblog this, though that would be appreciated. I’m not gonna hate you if you don’t. I won’t be mad if no one offers a little cash for his initial treatment. But it would make me and JoJo feel a lot better if you did.
We have until Thursday to figure all of this out. This dog needs a miracle, but Christy and I won’t stop until he gets his miracle.
P.S. To whoever did this to this dog - I sincerely hope you suffer equally as much as he did/does/will. I hope you find out how it feels to have someone give up on you, and that no one gives you a second chance. I know you’re out there because he has a collar and he’s neutered. It makes me sick to know that you exist.
true story.
This.1,000,000 times this.
I’ve never seen this before. Are they serious? THE AUDACITY.
ITS THE FUCKING BEATLES.
Beatles > everything and everyone > boy band
I….want to kill them.
wOW RAGE
THIS CRIME AGAINST MUSIC IS DULY PUNISHED
Sorry, guys, I do not care how talented One Direction is. Nobody, but NOOOOOBODY has the privilege to rip off the Beatles for a photo shoot like that.
o.o
I think I want to kill something.
WHY
Avada cadabra… NAO!
Man, that’s like doing an homage to Kurt Cobain
I don’t care how well it’s done. You just don’t do that shit.
this is not okay on so many levels
nope sorry but nope
Who honestly gives a fuck?
wow I personally don’t care for them, but wow so much hate, and why?
oh save us all, they’re standing where they did, send help
go eat a cookie, man, like no one else has made something like this before ಠ__ಠ
How hilarious you people are, caring about something as small as this. I love the Beatles, and I don’t really care for One Direction. The fact that I see this is how little I care for a little kids’ boy band doing a Beatles imitation.
((This was my entry for the Ouropornos contest back a few months ago. Finally just getting around to posing it.
Set post Ragnarok.))
He’s grown to hate the color red.
disney for the win!!
*cough* Mulan’s parents are alive and well, including the Grandmother
This is my best friend, Berlina.
Since kindergarten, she’s been bullied over her weight. She’s had health complications because of it. She’s changed schools because of it. And when I met her in year 7, she was still so bubbly, so full of life, you’d never believe that someone this strong was hiding so much pain.She’s always been there for me as a friend. Last year, she sat by my hospital bedside for hours and hours and hours after my overdose. She literally wouldn’t leave until the nurses forced everyone out. And the sacrifices she’s made for not only me but all of my friends amazes me, because she’s taken on everyone else’s pain as well as her own.
Recently, she’s been through a lot. It’s our final year of high school and all our teachers are harassing her for ‘not putting enough effort into her studies’ despite the fact that she’s not going for an ATAR (final exam rank). She cuts the words fat and ugly into her arm. She’s dealt with death threats from one of her ex best friends. She’s had guys treat her like shit and been called a slut and a fat bitch. And so she’s starting to believe it.
Please, please reblog this if you think Berlina is beautiful, inside and out. Reblog if you have a friend who’s amazing who you want to tell all of tumblr about.
Reblog because no one so good should feel so bad that they want to end their own life.
I started out clicking strategically… and by the end was just wildly clicking and dancing in my chair.
CLICK THE SQUARES.
THE WHOLE WORLD NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT THIS.
THIS THIS THIS THIS!
This has been reposted for great justice. o3o
I love this. It’s pretty therapeutic
re-re-reblogging this because i still love this so much
OHHHMYYGOODDDDDDD
literally just spent a good ten minutes with this I love it
i can’t stop laughing this is so cool
Man I miss this!!!
(Source: mandaflewaway)
In case you didn’t know, this is what I’ve been seeing on mangareader.net for bleach the past few weeks in google chrome, mozilla firefox (not pictured), and on my mobile phone. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one this is happening to.
So I decided to access the site via a proxy (go…
My arcana: Death
Best Friend: Akihiko
I will marry: Minato
Honeymoon: Love Hotel
Number of Kids: Two
Tried to cockblock me: Junpei
My arcana: Lovers
Best Friend: Akihiko
I will marry: Shinji
Honeymoon: Velvet Room
Number of Kids: Two
Tried to cockblock me: Ken
My arcana: Magician
Best Friend: Shinji
I will marry: Fuuka
Honeymoon: Yakushima Beach
Number of Kids: None
Tried to cockblock me: Yukari
My arcana: Temperance
Your Best Friend: Aigis
You will marry: Ryoji
You spend your honeymoon at: Yakushima Beach
Number of kids: 12
Tried to cockblock your: Ryoji
(Source: spectrerikku)