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"badly explain your fursona"

um... look, the *accurate* explanation is "post-ego-collapse refugee dinosaur from an alternate dimension, who used to be a Martian paleontologist," so

no, seriously: I WILL NOT ACCEPT FOLLOWS UNLESS YOU SEND ME A DM (or unless I'm already following you; follow-backs are auto-accepted). just say hi! if you're too afraid of me to send a DM, what the &*$^ makes you think I'm willing to let you see the stuff I post followers-only? sheesh.

account note: if I boost a toot that has a picture or gif that isn't captioned, I *pledge* to immediately follow it up with a non-@ reply describing the image.

also: if you can, please, PLEASE caption the images and gifs you post? if you can't, it's okay, but if you can, please do.

oh is it #introductions time again already?

* furry-adjacent saurian/dragonkin
* bitey, with feathers
* green hair
* #agender (they/them or zie/zir)
* currently ace/aro
* historically #polyamorous
* intermittent #writer mostly of #fanfic
* lifelong depressive disorder, currently mostly in remission
* #oneiromancer
* occasionally posts about "woo-stuff" (magic/spirituality/weirdness)
* frequently posts about wildlife (birds, coyotes, squirrels)
* 2 adorable #cats
* 1 adorable #spouse

a month or so ago I put a box on the cleared-out bottom shelf of the bookcase next to my desk after we moved things around in the office, and lined it with a blanket, thinking a cat would like to nap there. neither of them ever did, as far as I could tell. I took out the blanket last night and put it elsewhere. today I look down and see this. 9_____9 CATS

the crows called me, so I put out peanuts for them. they've learned to listen for my "tok tok tok" call; one almost always shows up when I do that, and that one will call others when I've gone back inside. ^______^

my gender is a brane. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brane

today is (according to my PAWS calendar) Bald Eagle Appreciation Day. oh... wait, it was this entire weekend, yesterday was *also* Bald Eagle Appreciation Day.

I just want you to know that I appreciate bald eagles. they are very big and nice to look at, but they're usually very mellow even when you're raking up their poop. (guess what I did on Friday?) they supposedly prefer fresh-caught salmon but they'll also eat pretty much any old garbage, we had one this last year who refused to eat fish and would only eat rats. we called him the "rat eagle." also I got to pet one while he was recovering from sedation. and they have *really big talons*. they're just generally remarkably big birds, and it's always a bit alarming to see them up close, like "dang this bird could seriously mess me up if it wanted to."

this has been my appreciation post for the majestic trash-eating lazy-ass rat eagle. (I still personally prefer crows)

I sexually identify as a dragon.

okay so I saw a mention on my timeline of "jellicle poss" and, well.

so one of the first times I saw an opossum in the wild was in Oakland, we (roommates and I) were waking up, mumbling around the kitchen getting coffee and breakfast-like things, and I looked up and said "damn, that is a *big* cat on the back fence. .... that is a *very ugly* big cat on the back fence. ............ oh."

so now I'm imagining the musical "Cats" and one of the characters is an opossum who is just... there. sort of kind of trying to dance and sing and follow the cats' leads, but mostly just being there, maybe munching on some ticks, with its weird naked tail, just... chillin'. maybe the possum is going to win the jellicle thing! you don't know! he could be the prettiest, most popular possum ever!

I roll to disbelieve that this is butter

borbs (bird orbs) (this particular borb is a spotted towhee)

the sparrorb (sphearrow?) has taken up residence on the porch. when I went out to put some food on the non-snow-covered shelf ledges and swap the frozen-solid suet for an unfrozen brick, it didn't fly away but skittered off to the side and hid behind the gardening stuff. as soon as I went back inside it came out and commenced stuffing everything into its gullet as fast as possible. XD

Raziel came up while I was out on the porch doing this, cruising carefully around the edge of the living room and padding across the TV shelf, but at his closest approach I accidentally bonked my head, which caused me to squeak as a snow shower went down my neck, and now he won't come into the living room at all. THE SNOW IS OUT TO GET HIM, he is now 100% convinced of this.

eeeee it's still snowing! I took the tarp off the catio, and now the cats are freaked out because they can see MEASURABLE ACCUMULATION OF SNOW ON THE PORCH (less than an inch but still). Nar is Distracted by it, but Raziel is Concerned, and won't go near the porch door. meanwhile there's a sparrorb (sparrow orb) bopping around the suet feeder, and the crows are hanging around looking for handouts, so of course I gave them some peanuts. I might go walk down to the pond later, and take a handful of peanuts and dry oatmeal to share.

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my face was just thoroughly investigated by a set of whiskers and a little pink nose #KittenThings

now he's hiccuping down the hall

earlier today I was wandering around Greenlake, in that part of the park where all the geese hang out, and I realized that about a *quarter* of the geese there are actually cackling geese and not Canada geese! the markings and coloration are pretty much identical, and they hang out together--each strain keeps to small clumps within the flock, but they don't stay entirely separate--so you really have to see them next to each other to be sure, but cackling geese are about 2/3 the size of their Canadian brethren, and also don't have the white under-rump. I think they might also be a little bit more rusty-reddish, but it's hard to tell even when comparing them side-by-side.

there was also a big clump of ducks, which I automatically assumed "enh, mallards," but as I was watching the geese I realized they weren't--*none* of them were mallards! they were all widgeons, which have a white stripe running from their bill and back along their head to the base of their skulls. they also make this endearingly cute whistling call. the only duck I saw in the area that wasn't a widgeon was a coot. no mallards!

then... um. I cleaned some stuff, and... did a few other assorted chores, the usual small boring stuff in winter, then took the task to GO FETCH THE LIVE MEALWORMS that had been sitting at the post office for like a week. I was told repeatedly that PAWS had called ahead, all I'd need to do was say I was from PAWS and they'd give me the mealworms.

WELL OF COURSE it wasn't that easy. the post officer was extremely suspicious that I didn't have any kind of identification as being an employee of PAWS, and told me that they couldn't just release a package of "supplies" to be picked up by a random stranger, but I think the third time I said "live mealworms" something clicked in her head. she went over to a shelf and said "oh... *this* package. I'm going to get the manager." things went *very quickly* after that; about a minute later I was out the door, which is when I discovered that the mealworm packaging wasn't... *completely* mealworm-proof, as a few were climbing out and about. I can only imagine a week of having this box spewing live mealworms all over the mail shelves meant as soon as I showed up they were like "OH THAT BOX, YES PLEASE TAKE IT NOW KTHXBYE"

on a related note, I think there's a few mealworms in my car now

now let's see if I can be *brief*! hah, I always say "not much happened, it was boring so this will be short" and then write up like three posts. XD

I was on meds & tubings, which meant medicating a pigeon, a house finch, and a goldfinch. the goldfinch made a spirited attempt to bite off the tip of my gloved thumb, but being smaller than the palm of my hand, didn't accomplish much. also weighed an EXTREMELY ANNOYED flicker, who did get in a few good pecks.

then went outside and... watched as the senior volunteer and a rehabber weighed and medicated a barred owl, because I am Not Trained to handle raptors, and while I can deal with catching and weighing a pygmy owl (which is about the size of a robin), the barred owl is about the size of a seagull, with ALL THE SHARP POINTS and EXTREMELY UNHAPPY ABOUT BEING HANDLED. it was... edutaining? I mostly just held stuff and stayed out of the way. the owl got eye drops, and was VERY NOT AMUSED, but the humans escaped uninjured, so it was a win all around.

then we had to weigh and medicate the cackling goose--catching it was kind of a pain, but it was remarkably good-natured about the actual handling. which is another way you can tell it apart from a Canada Goose, which are Evil Murder Birds. (cont)

okay, if I'm gonna stay awake until bedtime I'm gonna need coffee. ​

apparently most of the information for this is on Facebook (!!???!!!), but here's the gist:
Westlake Center, Saturday 1/4 at 2 pm
(sorry for the delete & re-draft, realized I forgot an important tag)

I don't know what happened, but with the new year PkG on my phone suddenly decided to refuse to work with the camera. first I tried to "play with my buddy" 9____9 and the phone just clicks (physically clicks, I can feel it, something is moving in there, no idea what), the screen goes black, and then the game crashes. then I had the ~brilliant idea~ (/headdesking eternally now) to see if I could catch a wild Pokemon with AR on. now the game crashes EVERY TIME I TRY TO CATCH ANYTHING. it defaults to "AR on," the screen is black, the phone clicks and the game crashes. I can't *get to* the AR control to turn it *off*.

I've tried downloading updates--just did that, no change. I've checked the permissions--nothing is different, it's got all the permissions. if I changed something on the camera settings I have no idea what it was or how to fix it--the camera itself still works fine. I've tried searching for the same issue and found nothing about it anywhere. the problems with the AR/camera started on 12/31, so it's not a "2020/y2k" thing (I think). and if I can't figure out how to fix it, it makes the game *unplayable*. so... help????

seasons yeetings

*wrapped presents and fully decorated trees getting chucked straight off a balcony into traffic*

heh, I say there isn't much to tell and then fill up the text field anyway. XD the osprey is flying around the flight pen, we have a peregrine and a cackling goose that are both doing very well... an assortment of other small birds, the turtles (which are responding *very* well to their chelating treatment), the bears, and the bobkitten (all of whom are doing great), all told less than 30 patients right now. one of the barred owls passed its live prey test so it's up for release later this week--oh, and we got the University of Washington owl back, the one that was a news celebrity--apparently it ate a poisoned rat or something, but it's doing great and will probably be released in the next week or so as well. we know it's the same owl because we banded it last time. a repeat customer! XD

and... that really is it! /wave