New Yorker. Loves to (mostly) read and write fanfiction. My links and tumblr page are still under development, at the moment. That's a picture of my dog Jack, by the way.
so i searched “ohio man” and got this gem of a headline
and thankfully there was a picture along with this story
(via arizisvictorious)
When a group of dog rescuers arrived at the market to show the dogs available for adoption, somebody had left 12 puppies on the street – 8 of them were approximately 5 weeks old.
In shock, the rescuers didn’t know what to do. The group had recently canceled several adoption days at the market because of bad weather, so they were over their capacity with puppies still needing to be adopted out. Also, the abandoned puppies were so small that they needed to be fed every two hours, including at night.
That’s when a spayed stray dog approached, lay down beside the shoe box where the puppies were sleeping, and began caring for them.
She wouldn’t let anyone get near the babies.
Very carefully, the rescuers placed the puppies closer to her.
She began caressing them and offering the warmth of her belly to the newborns.
The maternal instinct kicked in and…
after a few hours, she had milk and was feeding the puppies.
The rescue group named her Vida, which means “life” in Portuguese.
(via loonylunalovegood97)
i think seventh grade was a dark time for everyone
(via missmandamargo)
IM LGUHAING SO HARD I JUST REALIZED WHEN BELLE WAS SINGING SHE WAS LIKE ‘NEWWW AND A BIT ALARMING’ BECAUSE SHES BASICALLY LIKE ‘OH MY FUCKING GOD I MIGHT BE INTO BESTIALITY?’
(via littlenormandy)
whenever i have to write an essay i always end up just repeating myself but in new creative ways
(via missmandamargo)
