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Bones, Cats, and Dogs: Cat's Diary Dog's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity Dog food! My favorite thing! A car ride! My favorite 8:00 am My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre littie dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheiess must eat something in order to keep up my strength. 9:30 am thing! A walk in the park! My 9:40 am favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail My favorite thing! The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today i decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good litle hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe... for now. Dinner! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm 7:00 pm - Got to play balll My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! mini phone dump
Bones, Cats, and Dogs: Cat's Diary
 Dog's Diary
 Day 983 of My Captivity
 Dog food! My favorite thing!
 A car ride! My favorite
 8:00 am
 My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre littie dangling
 objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other
 inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
 Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear,
 I nevertheiess must eat something in order to keep up my
 strength.
 9:30 am
 thing!
 A walk in the park! My
 9:40 am
 favorite thing!
 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My
 favorite thing!
 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite
 thing!
 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My
 favorite thing!
 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail My favorite
 thing!
 The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In
 an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
 Today i decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at
 their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts,
 since this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they
 merely made condescending comments about what a "good litle
 hunter" I am. Bastards!
 There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.
 I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the
 event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I
 overheard that my confinement was due to the power of
 "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to
 my advantage.
 Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one
 of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking.
 I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
 I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and
 snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly
 released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is
 obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe
 him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that
 he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective
 custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe... for now.
 Dinner! My favorite thing!
 5:00 pm
 7:00 pm - Got to play balll My favorite
 thing!
 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the
 people! My favorite thing!
 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My
 favorite thing!
mini phone dump

mini phone dump

Bad, Doctor, and Energy: WHAT'S YOUR PERSONALITY? I am SUN, and MOON is what makes me feel emotionally happy, but I express myself in MERCURY way. When it comes to love, I will be VENUS, but when I get angry, I become MARS. Though people see me as RISING Life systematically challenges me to SATURN. My sense of humour is JUPITER. I'm URANUS when it comes to changes and I have the imagination of NEPTUNE. My secret energy and individual powers are aimed at PLUTO. Oh, and not to forget, I'll be absolutely successful as MIDHEAVEN. My deepest inner self can be compared to DOMINANT PLANET/DOMINANT SIGN. Sun Moon Mercury Venus Mars CHALLENGES Aries A REBEL A DIRECT PASSIONATE AGGRESSIVE A PRACTICAL COMMUNICATION A LIGHTHEARTED A GUARDIAN A MASTERMIND Taurus STABILITY RELIABLE STUBBORN Gemini REASONABLE DESTRUCTIVE Cancer A ROMANTIC CARE A SENTIMENTAL NUTRURING NASTY A RINGLEADER A DRAMATIC PRAISE Leo GENEROUS LOUD Virgo A HEALER SECURITY AΝIMPAΤIENT HELPFUL DISTANT Libra AN ARTIST INDIVIDUALITY A TACTFUL THOUGHTFUL CRITICAL Scorpio AN ENIGMA POWER A PIERCING INTENSE VENGEFUL A WANDERER Sagittarius EXPERIENCES A PLAYFUL FLIRTATIOUS INDIFFERENT Сapricorn AN OWNER AUTHENTICITY A CONCISE PROTECTIVE VIOLENT AN INNOVATOR Aquarius FRIENDSHIP A LOGICAL INTRIGUING SARCASTIC AVAGUE Pisces A DREAMER ART COMPASSIONATE SELFISH Rising Saturn Jupiter Uranus Aries BE TOLERANT THE FIGHTER TEASING ENTHUSIASTIC Taurus THE MASTER LOSE WHAT I LOVE MOST GROSS CAUTIOUS MAKE QUICK DECISIONS Gemini THE CHARMER BONDING-IN-THE-MOMENT FLEXIBLE FACE LONELINESS Cancer THE HELPER PARODIC IMPATIENT SACRIFICE MY DIGNITY THE INDIVIDUALIST Leo HYPERBOLIC PUSHY Virgo THE PENDANT DEAL WITH DISASTERS DARK PASSIVE Libra THE AESTHETE FIGHT IRONIC CURIOUS THE SCEPTIC Scorpio CONTROL MY INSTINCTS DRY DISTRUSTING Sagittarius THE COMEDIAN BE STUCK IN A RUT ANECDOTAL ECCENTRIC Capricorn THE VINTAGE SOUL FACE FAILURE SELF-DEPRECATING ANXIOUS Aquarius THE ADVISER BLEND IN WITTY IMPASSIONAED THE ANGEL FACE OVERWHELMING QUIRKY CULTURAL Pisces UNPREDICTABLE STRESS Neptune Pluto Midheaven Aries A MADCAP SEXUALITY AN ATHLETE A STRATEGIST Taurus IMPROVEMENTS AN ARCHITECT Gemini A SCHIZOPHRENE INTELLECTUALITY A TEACHER/ PROFESSOR A WRITER/ POET Cancer A CHILD EMOTIONAL INTENSITY Leo A POET DOMINATION AN ACTOR/ A FILM DIRECTOR A DOCTOR Virgo A SHAMAN OBSESSIONS Libra A DAYDREAMER RELIGION A DESIGNER A PSYCGIKIGUST Scorpio A MANIAC BLACK MAGIC AN IDEALIST Sagittarius EXPLORATIONS A POLITICIAN A LAWYER / JUDGE Сapricorn AN OCCULTIST ΑMΒΙΤIΟNS Aquarius A VISIONARY MANIPULATION A SCIENTIST Pisces A PROHET INTUITION A MUSICIAN Dominant Sign Dominant Planet Sun (Solarian) Moon (Lunarian) Mercury (Mercurian) Venus (Venusian) Mars (Martian) Jupiter (Jupiterian) Saturn (Saturnian) Uranus (Uranian) Neptune (Neptunian) Pluto (Plutonian) A MAJESTIC LIGHTNING Aries A TENDER Taurus FOREST A FATAL Gemini NORTHERN LIGHT A FASCINATING Cancer SEA HEAT A POWERFUL Leo A CHAOTIC Virgo FOG ΑΝ ANCIΕNT Libra RAINBOW AN IRREPRESSIBLE Scorpio TSUNAMI A WAVERING Sagittarius WILDFIRE A MYSTICAL Сapricorn VOLCANO Aquarius STORM MARSH Pisces superpanda112: I have stumbled upon this post many times and every time it bothered me that you have to scroll a lot to know the words soooo…. I made this in Word, trying to be less cluttered (sorry for bad quality) ORIGINAL POST BY @youstrology 💖
Bad, Doctor, and Energy: WHAT'S YOUR PERSONALITY?
 I am SUN, and MOON is what makes me feel emotionally happy, but I express myself in MERCURY
 way. When it comes to love, I will be VENUS, but when I get angry, I become MARS. Though people
 see me as RISING
 Life systematically challenges me to SATURN. My sense of humour is JUPITER. I'm URANUS when it
 comes to changes and I have the imagination of NEPTUNE. My secret energy and individual powers
 are aimed at PLUTO.
 Oh, and not to forget, I'll be absolutely successful as MIDHEAVEN.
 My deepest inner self can be compared to DOMINANT PLANET/DOMINANT SIGN.

 Sun
 Moon
 Mercury
 Venus
 Mars
 CHALLENGES
 Aries
 A REBEL
 A DIRECT
 PASSIONATE
 AGGRESSIVE
 A PRACTICAL
 COMMUNICATION A LIGHTHEARTED
 A GUARDIAN
 A MASTERMIND
 Taurus
 STABILITY
 RELIABLE
 STUBBORN
 Gemini
 REASONABLE
 DESTRUCTIVE
 Cancer
 A ROMANTIC
 CARE
 A SENTIMENTAL
 NUTRURING
 NASTY
 A RINGLEADER
 A DRAMATIC
 PRAISE
 Leo
 GENEROUS
 LOUD
 Virgo
 A HEALER
 SECURITY
 AΝIMPAΤIENT
 HELPFUL
 DISTANT
 Libra
 AN ARTIST
 INDIVIDUALITY
 A TACTFUL
 THOUGHTFUL
 CRITICAL
 Scorpio
 AN ENIGMA
 POWER
 A PIERCING
 INTENSE
 VENGEFUL
 A WANDERER
 Sagittarius
 EXPERIENCES
 A PLAYFUL
 FLIRTATIOUS
 INDIFFERENT
 Сapricorn
 AN OWNER
 AUTHENTICITY
 A CONCISE
 PROTECTIVE
 VIOLENT
 AN INNOVATOR
 Aquarius
 FRIENDSHIP
 A LOGICAL
 INTRIGUING
 SARCASTIC
 AVAGUE
 Pisces
 A DREAMER
 ART
 COMPASSIONATE
 SELFISH

 Rising
 Saturn
 Jupiter
 Uranus
 Aries
 BE TOLERANT
 THE FIGHTER
 TEASING
 ENTHUSIASTIC
 Taurus
 THE MASTER
 LOSE WHAT I LOVE MOST
 GROSS
 CAUTIOUS
 MAKE QUICK DECISIONS
 Gemini
 THE CHARMER
 BONDING-IN-THE-MOMENT
 FLEXIBLE
 FACE LONELINESS
 Cancer
 THE HELPER
 PARODIC
 IMPATIENT
 SACRIFICE MY DIGNITY
 THE INDIVIDUALIST
 Leo
 HYPERBOLIC
 PUSHY
 Virgo
 THE PENDANT
 DEAL WITH DISASTERS
 DARK
 PASSIVE
 Libra
 THE AESTHETE
 FIGHT
 IRONIC
 CURIOUS
 THE SCEPTIC
 Scorpio
 CONTROL MY INSTINCTS
 DRY
 DISTRUSTING
 Sagittarius
 THE COMEDIAN
 BE STUCK IN A RUT
 ANECDOTAL
 ECCENTRIC
 Capricorn THE VINTAGE SOUL
 FACE FAILURE
 SELF-DEPRECATING
 ANXIOUS
 Aquarius
 THE ADVISER
 BLEND IN
 WITTY
 IMPASSIONAED
 THE ANGEL
 FACE OVERWHELMING
 QUIRKY CULTURAL
 Pisces
 UNPREDICTABLE
 STRESS

 Neptune
 Pluto
 Midheaven
 Aries
 A MADCAP
 SEXUALITY
 AN ATHLETE
 A STRATEGIST
 Taurus
 IMPROVEMENTS
 AN ARCHITECT
 Gemini
 A SCHIZOPHRENE
 INTELLECTUALITY
 A TEACHER/ PROFESSOR
 A WRITER/ POET
 Cancer
 A CHILD
 EMOTIONAL INTENSITY
 Leo
 A POET
 DOMINATION
 AN ACTOR/ A FILM DIRECTOR
 A DOCTOR
 Virgo
 A SHAMAN
 OBSESSIONS
 Libra
 A DAYDREAMER
 RELIGION
 A DESIGNER
 A PSYCGIKIGUST
 Scorpio
 A MANIAC
 BLACK MAGIC
 AN IDEALIST
 Sagittarius
 EXPLORATIONS
 A POLITICIAN
 A LAWYER / JUDGE
 Сapricorn
 AN OCCULTIST
 ΑMΒΙΤIΟNS
 Aquarius
 A VISIONARY
 MANIPULATION
 A SCIENTIST
 Pisces
 A PROHET
 INTUITION
 A MUSICIAN

 Dominant Sign
 Dominant Planet
 Sun (Solarian)
 Moon (Lunarian)
 Mercury (Mercurian)
 Venus (Venusian)
 Mars (Martian)
 Jupiter (Jupiterian)
 Saturn (Saturnian)
 Uranus (Uranian)
 Neptune (Neptunian)
 Pluto (Plutonian)
 A MAJESTIC
 LIGHTNING
 Aries
 A TENDER
 Taurus
 FOREST
 A FATAL
 Gemini
 NORTHERN LIGHT
 A FASCINATING
 Cancer
 SEA
 HEAT
 A POWERFUL
 Leo
 A CHAOTIC
 Virgo
 FOG
 ΑΝ ANCIΕNT
 Libra
 RAINBOW
 AN IRREPRESSIBLE
 Scorpio
 TSUNAMI
 A WAVERING
 Sagittarius
 WILDFIRE
 A MYSTICAL
 Сapricorn
 VOLCANO
 Aquarius
 STORM
 MARSH
 Pisces
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ORIGINAL POST BY @youstrology 💖

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Animals, Clothes, and Crying: Should I get rid of my dog if my boyfriend hates it? He told me not to get rid of my dog but feel like the little guy deserves a loving home. Yes my dog is one of the yappy small ones but he's a good dog. Teodora Motateanu, I love my 3 mastiffs Updated Sep 13 I'll be brutally honest and I don't go anonymous. I've been in exactly the same situation. Except that my dogs are not small nor yappy: they're mastiffs. 60 kg each. He of course never hit them in front of me or when he thought I could see. But l know my dogs. One of them gave clear clues that something's off That dog male, young unaltered Cane Corso - could've ripped my ex. apart in no time at all. He didn't. The dog was more intelligent than him. All my dog did for couple of months was to avoid the jerk. He silently left the room anytime the ex. was around. He left the bed and stopped cuddling whenever ex. entered the room And when the ex. escalated to hitting me the dog slowly stood up and moved towards us: he got in between. Submissively. He put his big body in front of me, to be hit instead of me. Choose for yourself, who you want to keep. naamahdarling: purplepints: cellular-thirst: catscatsholyshitcats: katnissdoesnotfollowback: corpsefluid: hmsindecision: feeltheberd: im crying Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now. Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true. Actually, I have something to add. The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son. And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’ Spoilers: that was exactly the case. Trust ur dogs when they say something is off. The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true… Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her. My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y'all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood. Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated. Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW. I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs). There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable. A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me. He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me. A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl. TRUST THE ANIMALS. ALWAYS TRUST THE BABS Animals recognize predators. The reply with the mastiff gets me every single time. I’m not a dog person but my god, they are Good Animals.
Animals, Clothes, and Crying: Should I get rid of my dog if my
 boyfriend hates it?
 He told me not to get rid of my dog but
 feel like the little guy deserves a loving
 home. Yes my dog is one of the yappy
 small ones but he's a good dog.
 Teodora Motateanu, I love my 3
 mastiffs
 Updated Sep 13
 I'll be brutally honest and I don't go
 anonymous.
 I've been in exactly the same situation.
 Except that my dogs are not small nor
 yappy: they're mastiffs. 60 kg each.

 He of course never hit them in front of
 me or when he thought I could see. But l
 know my dogs. One of them gave clear
 clues that something's off
 That dog male, young unaltered Cane
 Corso - could've ripped my ex. apart in
 no time at all. He didn't. The dog was
 more intelligent than him. All my dog did
 for couple of months was to avoid the
 jerk. He silently left the room anytime
 the ex. was around. He left the bed and
 stopped cuddling whenever ex. entered
 the room

 And when the ex. escalated to hitting me
 the dog slowly stood up and moved
 towards us: he got in between.
 Submissively. He put his big body in
 front of me, to be hit instead of me.
 Choose for yourself, who you want to
 keep.
naamahdarling:

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katnissdoesnotfollowback:

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hmsindecision:

feeltheberd:

im crying

Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now.
Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true.

Actually, I have something to add.
The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son.
And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’
Spoilers: that was exactly the case.
Trust ur dogs when they say something is off.

The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true…
Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her.
My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y'all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood.
Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated.
Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW.


I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs). 
There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable. 
A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me.  He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me. 
A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl. 
TRUST THE ANIMALS.

ALWAYS TRUST THE BABS


Animals recognize predators. 


The reply with the mastiff gets me every single time. I’m not a dog person but my god, they are Good Animals.

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Being Alone, Booty, and Cats: RT This baby boy wasfoun food and diapers onacoldwinter night in Obninsk, Russia d with a bag containing baby Masha,the Cat, Saved the babyis life by curling around him and shielding!himtromlbelowitreezingtemperatures By the time paramedics responded totake thechild'toa hospital, Mashalhad grown protective of him, running after the baby and trvingttoljumplintothe ambulance afterhim baenemy: neurodivergent-crow: jenniferrpovey: goaliesarethebest: pon-raul: wewill-tryagain: dendritic-trees: booty-uprooter: asryakino: srsfunny: Masha The Hero They forgot the part where the ambulance actually stopped to let the cat in oh good I was worried What a good cat. What a kind cat. How can anyone not love cats they are so good and loving. they also forgot the part where they only found the baby because masha was screaming her head off bc she knew this baby was in danger. she went around outside the alley the next morning and yelled at passerby until she got one to follow her to the baby. she kept him warm all night and then made sure someone found him. she was adopted after this bc she was a stray and is in a loving home and is a hero Hero cat Thank you, Masha, you’re such a good girl. See. Kittens can’t regulate their own body temperature. That’s why they pile up. Cats see us as colony members. Masha saw a kitten that was on its own, no mommy, no other kittens to cuddle with. She instinctively knew that was a cold kitten. She knew that a kitten alone on a cold night was very likely to die. Because a kitten would have died too. So, all she was doing was what any good colony member does - protecting the abandoned kitten. Then when the abandoned kitten’s mommy didn’t come back, she called the rest of the colony for help. People have this bizarre idea that housecats don’t have a social sense. They do, and it saved this kid’s life. And possibly Masha’s too, as life on the streets is dangerous for a kitty. We say “good dog” all the time, but Masha was being a very, very good cat…not just by human moral standards but by feline ones. Jackson Galaxy needs to do a My Cat From Heaven segment on her anyone who says cats are ‘evil’ can go choke honestly
Being Alone, Booty, and Cats: RT
 This baby boy wasfoun
 food and diapers onacoldwinter night in Obninsk, Russia
 d with a bag containing baby
 Masha,the Cat, Saved the babyis life by curling
 around him
 and shielding!himtromlbelowitreezingtemperatures
 By the time paramedics responded totake thechild'toa
 hospital, Mashalhad grown protective of him, running after the
 baby and trvingttoljumplintothe ambulance afterhim
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Masha The Hero

They forgot the part where the ambulance actually stopped to let the cat in


oh good I was worried

What a good cat. What a kind cat. How can anyone not love cats they are so good and loving.

they also forgot the part where they only found the baby because masha was screaming her head off bc she knew this baby was in danger. she went around outside the alley the next morning and yelled at passerby until she got one to follow her to the baby. she kept him warm all night and then made sure someone found him. she was adopted after this bc she was a stray and is in a loving home and is a hero


Hero cat

Thank you, Masha, you’re such a good girl.

See.
Kittens can’t regulate their own body temperature. That’s why they pile up.
Cats see us as colony members.
Masha saw a kitten that was on its own, no mommy, no other kittens to cuddle with. She instinctively knew that was a cold kitten. She knew that a kitten alone on a cold night was very likely to die. Because a kitten would have died too.
So, all she was doing was what any good colony member does - protecting the abandoned kitten. Then when the abandoned kitten’s mommy didn’t come back, she called the rest of the colony for help.
People have this bizarre idea that housecats don’t have a social sense. They do, and it saved this kid’s life. And possibly Masha’s too, as life on the streets is dangerous for a kitty.
We say “good dog” all the time, but Masha was being a very, very good cat…not just by human moral standards but by feline ones.


Jackson Galaxy needs to do a My Cat From Heaven segment on her


anyone who says cats are ‘evil’ can go choke honestly

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