@professornez (I’m Aussie,not a troll or bot: I promise) … I actually felt chills seeing this. I’m hoping POTUS’ message is understood loud & clear & both sides finally come together and manage this situation. There’ll be a long cleanup AFTER his term when he begins litigation … pls be wary.
@marioliveirain@AntifaMarcao Oh I’m so so glad it wasn’t just me! I was trying to work out how to not be rude to @marioliveirain … gracias for the big belly laugh this gave me 🙏🏼😊
@serejandmyself@DowseChristine@lilprincessKB 😔 I don’t get it either. It’s gotta have something to do with how the parents were raised/their proclivities.I’m just reflecting ATM; & realised I never felt an urge to hurt nor felt any satisfaction from doing so. Thx for being such a natural role model for your little one.
@serejandmyself@DowseChristine@lilprincessKB At 3y.o my aunt taught me to rip leaves off plants; when my mum saw this she yoinked my hair…when I stopped crying, she said that’s what the plants felt. I never vandalised another plant, let alone manhandled an animal.For me the vid’s highlight is how patient those animals are!
❤️ I’m 34, love bikes, work in construction, and have a beard that makes ppl think twice b4 messing with me.
One day, my buddy found this massive Presa Canario that had been abandoned. The guy was nearly 100 lbs! He asked me to look after him for a few days, and I agreed. Figured I’d have myself a serious guard dog.
I named him Bruno and got everything ready: a bed near the door, a thick collar, the whole intimidating-dog setup.
Then night one happened…
At 2 AM, the AC turned on, and this giant dog started trembling and whining like his worst nightmare had come true.
By the third day, I realized the AC wasn’t the real problem. Bruno was afraid of the dark, slippery floors, loud noises… pretty much EVERYTHING except me!
On day 5, I tried dressing him in a camouflage jacket. Dude went completely stiff. Then my neighbor brought over a cute pastel sweater with little stars on it, and Bruno immediately cuddled up to her. He absolutely fell in love with that sweater! He wore it for days and got offended when I took it off to wash it.
A few days later, the rescue center called and said someone wanted to adopt a “guard dog.”
I glanced at Bruno, who was stretched across my couch, all 100 lbs of him using my arm as a pillow while rocking his adorable star sweater.
I just shook my head.
“He’s not a guard dog.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, this is a Presa Canario who’s terrified of the dark and needs someone to tuck him in every night.”
There was a pause…
“So… you’re keeping him?”
“Yep. He’s staying.”
Now Bruno has his own couch spot, a wardrobe full of sweaters, and probably more clothes than I own.
I went looking for a fearless bodyguard and ended up with a giant furry baby who just wants cuddles, cozy sweaters, and a bedtime routine. 😭❤️🐕🦺😂
Aiight yall… the world is crazy, stress is high, and it’s been a while since we did this so
BEHOLD.
I bestow upon thee a BOO THANG DOGGIE VIDEO.
Now do me a favor and SMILE!!
Love yall!! 😁💜🙏
@GitGrumpygit Ps. I’m not even embarrassed by missing the challenge/shtick thing. I just love this. Your followers are Machiavellian by mentioning the community comment aspect … because at midnight I’ll probably try this. Or get my writer friend to do so.
@GitGrumpygit Now I am too. Family has asked if I’m ok and someone threw a Ventolin pump at my head. Oh. My. Goodness. Thank you for this Hump Day laugh.
@kenndogg_1@modelstrangers This I agree. I’ve literally just discovered it, and not only the photography but the stories. I’ve cried twice already feeling like “oh that’s like what I feel!!”.
@ShawnForGeorgia (Aussie here, not a troll). I was much heartened hearing “this wasn’t what we voted for, America”. I feel for those suffering & will always back that Americans don’t deserve ridicule - they were mislead. IMH-not my business-opinion.
From some dude named "Luke" on Fakebook ( I laughed out loud on this one):
"Fuck my life , Before anyone starts, no, she’s not been neglected, abandoned or rescued from a shipwreck in the North Atlantic. The daft little bastard has been out in the garden, in the rain. She’s got an entire house to sit in. Warm beds, soft blankets, central heating, food on demand and two fully grown idiots who wait on her like she’s the fucking Queen of England. But no. Apparently today was the perfect day to go outside and audition for the role of a drowned Victorian orphan. And rather than dry herself off somewhere sensible, she’s dragged her soaking wet carcass upstairs and collapsed on the bedding like she’s just walked 400 miles through enemy territory to deliver an urgent message from the front. Look at her!! She looks like somebody’s tried to clean a chimney with a fucking toilet brush.
And the expression on her face!!! Like the humans are the bastards responsible for the weather!!
I’m half expecting her to cough up a tiny bit of seawater and whisper, “Tell my story.” £50 says she’ll be demanding Dreamies within the hour. Has anybody else got a cat with absolutely no survival instincts, or have we somehow adopted the world’s first waterproofing failure with whiskers?"
Just had to share. I laughed so hard!
Had breakfast this morning with a group of friends — all of them except me in the medical profession. Three men, three women. The mix among the men was interesting: one Muslim, one as Anglo-Australian as they come, and me (Indigenous). Two of the women were also very Anglo. My wife (Australian–New York Jewish) was there as well.
The conversation turned to what happened to Helen Haines yesterday. She was struck by a car outside her electorate office in Wangaratta in what the Prime Minister has described as a deliberate act. She’s in a critical condition in hospital, and counter-terrorism authorities are involved. The motive is still being investigated.
The Muslim man at the table was the first to raise it, and from there the discussion developed into something the whole group agreed on: Australia has a serious problem with violence against women, and a meaningful part of the current dynamic is being driven by Pauline Hanson for short-term political gain.
The shared view was clear. If we actually want to address these issues, we have to deal with root causes. One of those roots is the politics of hate and division that Hanson continues to push. It’s not the whole story, but ignoring it doesn’t help.