Cats who can’t figure out walls [x]
PLEASE TAKE YOUR CAT TO THE VET IF YOU SEE THEM DOING THIS BEHAVIOR OVER TIME.
It’s called “head pressing” and it occurs in dogs and cats.
Head pressing is characterized by the compulsive act of pressing the head against a wall or other object for no apparent reason. This generally indicates damage to the nervous system, which may result from a number of varying causes, including prosencephalon disease (in which the forebrain and thalamusparts of the brain are damaged), or toxic poisoning.
http://www.vet.cornell.edu/FHC/health_resources/toxoplasmosis.cfm (head pressing is listed as a symptom)
http://sevneurology.com/patients/clip-multilobular-osteochondroma (About a dog’s brain tumor but head pressing is listed as a symptom)
Good job pet store. That is what’s up.
I worked in a pet store for 5 years, and every Easter our rabbit sales went up exponentially. I can tell you from experience that almost half of the rabbits we sold were brought back in as early as two weeks after they were adopted. Some people let them loose, and some people send them to a shelter. People need to understand this very statement, and truly think about it. A rabbit is a big commitment, and should not be a fad or seen as a compulsory pet.
I cannot like this anymore than once, but I sure as hell hope people will spread this message, because it’s important as hell. I used to hand out care sheet BOOKLETS to everyone looking to adopt, and it prevented many of them from adopting in the end.
This goes for any animal, holy hell big underscores and exclamation marks. Huge props to this pet store for trying to put their pets before sales instead of shelling them out like candy.
The project started by chance back in 2008. I was visiting the local zoo, which I hadn’t been to in ages, and started taking pictures of the captive animals, just like everyone else was doing. My attention kept being drawn to their eyes, which, to me, seemed very sad, and I ended focusing my camera on them. I was intrigued by whether my impressions would be apparent to other people in the images. I wondered if that popular old saying, referring to humans, that goes the eyes are the windows to the soul could hold true for animals as well.Oscar Ciutat
A brutal and misguided mass-cull of sharks will soon begin in Western Australia. We have just days to get it stopped.
All human deaths at sea are tragic — but this knee-jerk response is scientifically unproven and pushes already vulnerable species to the brink.
Let’s pile the pressure on WA Premier Colin Barnett to halt the senseless shark attack.
For those who are wondering how they can help outdoor cats in bad weather if they truly can’t take them in (even just for overnight), check out this pic on how to create simple shelters from storage bins
YES, EXCELLENT. Reblog everywhere.
This is great to put out to help strays and ferals and also the outdoor cats of irresponsible pet owners who opt to leave them out in the cold.
This would be perfect for the cats we have outside.
Oooh this is greaaaat
((This would be nice for the cat that like to stay in the backyard, I think she’s going to have kittens soon 0u0))
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THIS IS WONDERFUL
my girlfriend and I were going to build a wooden shelter for the lovely feral who has adopted us, but this is an amazing solution! So many kudos to the awesome person who thought of this!
Not normally this blog’s topic, but this needs to be spread like crazy. Internet privacy is a big fucking deal, and 83 notes on this as I reblog this is pathetic.
If you dont reblog this, I will judge you so hard
I hope they have fun seeing all of my porn.
ehehee enjoy Destiel porn :D
This needs all the notes
Do the thing where it breaks the notes
I am so thrilled to spread the word about this fundraising campaign for The Ghosts In Our Machine’s US release! I’ve been excited about this documentary since I first heard it was being made, given that it follows the story of one of my personal heroes, photojournalist Jo-Anne McArthur, who dedicates her life to traveling the world and photographing animals. Jo-Anne bravely visits and photographs animals at zoos, fur farms, factory farms, farm sanctuaries, rescue facilities, aquariums, slaughterhouses, and breeding facilities, all the while shining light on not just the animals’ plights, but also their individuality and beauty.
It is crucial that this campaign succeeds, and that Americans are able to experience this hauntingly beautiful film. Please watch the trailer here: http://vimeo.com/59741668 and see some of Jo-Anne’s work below.
Then please, please, please, donate what you can to this project. Contributing to this journey will truly make you a part of something magical and, I believe, revolutionary.
“A macaque comforts another, who is blind. While I was there, the one never left the blind macaque’s side.” - Jo-Anne
“Rosie (left) has a neurological disorder but can walk with the assistance of her wheelchair. Cinqo de Mayo (right) was her boyfriend at the time. He had his feet amputated due to severe gangrene. They both reside at Farm Sanctuary. USA, 2005.” - Jo-Anne
“Watching and waiting for death.” - Jo-Anne
DONATE and learn more here: www.indiegogo.com/projects/the-ghosts-in-our-machine-us-release
Thank you! If you can’t contribute at this time, please consider sharing/reposting/etc.
For the Ghosts,
To be frank here, I’m not normally the kind of person to do this, to go online and ask things of total strangers. Normally I try to figure out an answer on my own, but this time things are beyond me. I need help and I’m hoping that this might circulate enough to help me find it.
The sweet darling you see above is named Roberta. She has been with my mother for over three years now, and she is an absolute darling. Roberta is known to find those she is affectionate toward and curl up in their laps, on their chests, or across their shoulders for loving. When my mom sleeps at night Roberta slips over to her, crawls under the blankets, and sleeps on her chest. This cat is pure affection, and beautiful to boot… Until the combination of her returning medical condition and Hurricane Sandy combined to put my mother into an untenable situation.
Unfortunately, as you see in the last two pictures, Roberta is not well. That red you see? That isn’t cotton, that is a polyp growing in her ear. It bleed frequently and contact with it creates serious bleeding. The pain and irritation have driven Roberta batty, and she eats less, pulls out her fur, and refuses to let the other cat or the dog in the house get near her because they try to lick her ear to make her better, but only make it bleed. Roberta has lost two pounds since Sandy and while she’s a small cat she looks and feels like flesh and bones. I can’t pet her without feeling every vertebra distinctly, and she is feather light to pick up now. As for the medical condition, well… Here is a bit of information my mom has provided about the condition of our lovely Roberta.
"I have been searching desperately for help or advice concerning my "rescue kitty" Roberta. She has chronic polyps that grow inside her ear canals and the one pictured is particularly fast-growing. The only option for her (aside from euthanasia) is surgery to remove her ear canals. Surgery will leave Roberta deaf, of course, but she’s a much loved and pampered indoor-only kitty and I would rather have her deaf and comfortable as opposed to putting her down so she doesn’t suffer.
Roberta has already had two surgeries to remove the polyps but they keep growing back. The vet recommended removing the ear canals and I agreed it was best. Before the surgery was scheduled, Hurricane Sandy came along and destroyed the house I was renting, all my possessions, my savings account, and my credit.”
My mom had only been living in New Jersey for a few months before Sandy hit. Pretty much every single possession she had with her was destroyed or ruined. While things survive from being in storage back in Ohio as her move hadn’t been completed, Sandy has ruined her as it has ruined many lives. But, despite it all, my mom had come through it with both of her cats. It was enough to have that and her family. Unfortunately the situation was stressful and by taking almost everything away from her, they took away what money my mother had been setting aside to help Roberta.
That was, as we all know, over a year ago. My mother has been having trouble with jobs, with hours, with minimum wage, and getting back into a real home is now a far more pressing need than helping her cat. Which is why she is searching for something to help her.
The surgery Roberta needs has been estimated at nearly $4000. My mother and I are not asking for that. Not yet. We’re desperate but we haven’t reached the point of begging stranger for money for Roberta. Instead what spare time my mother has is put toward research. She searches for organizations, funds, vets, vet schools, anything that can help her help Roberta at a lower cost.
What do my mother and I need? Information. Advice. Someone to point us in the right direction. If you can provide us information on any of the following please send me a message here, reblog this with an answer, send me fanmail, or just send me a message to ask me for contact information for me so we can have a longer conversation or exchange websites or anything else like that.
We are looking for:
- Animal charities/organizations that might help fund the procedure.
- Animal charities/Organizations based in New Jersey that give us advice
- Veterinarian schools in Sourthern Jersey or Eastern Pennsylvania who might do the surgery at low cost as a learning procedure
- Any other advice that could help us help Roberta
My mom closes her e-mails to the various organizations she contacts with this, and I feel it works here too.
"Roberta truly is a darling little kitty and she has been such a wonderful companion, especially since Hurricane Sandy took our relaxed life away. She deserves to live out her life in comfort."
Please help us if you can. I ask you for my mother. I ask you for Roberta. I ask you for my memories of terrible fevers made easier by having the most affectionate little ball of fluff curl up on my pillow and purr so loud that she woke me out of horrifying fever dreams.
Please, help us, even if it is only a reblog to try and reach users in New Jersey and Eastern Pennsylvania.
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