Fen, Playing Outside. She Loves To Pounce On The Ball So That It Bounces Or Rolls Away, And She Can Chase

A Blessed Equinox to everyone, today. My thanks to the Old Ones for the Father that was mine, passed the Veil 19 years ago today. Whenever I note a Redtail watching me, I know he is, too. Love you, Richard.

What a difference 10 1/4 years makes...Miss Morrie last year, at 10, and 9 3/4 years before. Love my old girl.

So mote it be.

New kid at Chateau Loki. A 4 month old rescue boy. Boxer/Pit mix, mild mannered and always wagging. The sisters - our Shepard mix 3 year olds - are not very happy right now. Fen is becoming less reactive to him, but Louie absolutely loses it when she sees him. The transition looks like it's going to take a while...<sigh>

Concerns about the new guidelines

Well, this was originally supposed to be set up on the “Support” page, but somehow it made it back here, minus everything I typed. My question was, having had a jewelry repair post flagged NSFW - scroll down a bit at Formations so you can see my response to it - I wanted to know something: Is “Support” going to simply de-activate every blog that has had a flagged post? One other thing: I have tried to back up my blog since all this came about, and it doesn’t seem to want to do so; it has been “Backup Processing” for about 22 hours now…Seriously? I may have some NSFW things to say right here (OOooOOOooo! LOL) about it if I can’t get some feedback…

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Well folks, I have kept my mouth shut over most stuff while plugged in with many of you, reblogging things that touch on where I am at, and that I feel strongly about.

This little rant will probably hack some of you off. Too bad. I am not here to pat you on your back like the obsequious fucks that are all around. I speak as I see it.

I was raised in a household of a well-educated married couple, and indirectly taught to look at everything through a lense of fact-based evidence. If the evidence didn't fit my ideas, I changed my mind, NOT the evidence.

Feelings ain't facts.

This has led to division here and there, I have made and lost friends over the years due to my refusal to accept delusion as truth. Again, too bad.

My little crew and I are muddling along, day by day, and doing the best we can. Ours is a biracial relationship; I fell in love with her because of who she is, not because her skin is the same color as coffee with a little cream.

We hold no hatred towards any skin color. We hold no distaste or hatred towards same-sex attracted people. We aren't bound by religious "norms". We both have gay friends whom we hold dear in our hearts.

What we do NOT have is any patience or tolerance for mentally ill people who convince children that they can be something that they are not, from their DNA outwards, by mutilating and medicating themselves. We choose not to participate! If you are an ADULT, that's your thing, well, have at; don't expect me to pay for it or pretend. Ain't happening. Otherwise, live your life as you choose. But, here is your reality: keep trying to convince mentally and emotionally vulnerable children that destroying themselves will remake them into something YOU think they should be, and it won't end well.

You have managed to pull it off with some of my family. Because I value my freedom and ability to voice my opinions, I will not act on the anger in ways that would endanger that. I will speak as I see it.

My gay friends are horrified and in fear of the backlash you are creating, and rightly so. We all have enough trouble with the religious nutcases in the world, and you twisted fucks are winding them up by insisting on getting in the faces of their kids. I don't blame them; does the word "pogrom" have any meaning for you? Look it up! Because my dear friends will be swept away by that madness as well.

That backlash is on you delusional people, and your enablers. May the Old Ones, and Karma, give you exactly what you deserve. As for you people in the medical field who push this, because there is money to be made behind it, that goes double.

Taken at Rocky Top Fossil Creek Road. Wednesday Oct 19. My oldest using his Galaxy 24.

Stamping, shaped, soldered, shaped into a ring, and a little acid to bring out the runes. Final finish will happen when Big Fella drops by, so that I can size it to his 13+ finger, then do the last shaping, sanding, and polish it. Love doing this, so I do!

8 months in, our babygrrls were spayed this last Tuesday...these pics were at home after we picked them up. Poor things... Now Thursday, everyone feels a little better.(Doesn't hurt that mama Loki is working hard to make them comfy and happy.)