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Treatable: lampfaced: roguesareth: emeraldspiral: roguesareth: Do you want rabies? This is how you get rabies Is it really that big of a deal if your dog has autism? I need to reblog this again because no seriously R A B I E S: -is basically not treatable once you start showing symptoms. Straight up you will die and not in any kind of fun way. We’re talking flu symptoms that develop into hallucinations, severe hydrophobia, partial paralysis and a slew of other shit. -99% of rabies cases in the world come from stray dog bites. EXCEPT IN THE US. Rabies vaccines have nearly illuminated the threat from dogs. Our biggest concerns are wild animals like raccoons, skunks, foxes and coyotes and feral cats. -Rabies is extremely preventable by vaccines and nearly nonexistent in countries where the vaccine is widely available and taken advantage of. -B U T if people stop VACCINATING THEIR DOGS (and other animals that are susceptible like cats and farm animals like cows, horses and goats) we will likely see a rise in rabies cases among free roaming animals and BECAUSE we dont experience many cases (because of vaccines) and often people arent informed. We know “rabies is bad” but that seems to be it in a lot of cases, I’d wager a lot of people dont knownits transferable from animals to humans at all. -Most rabies cases in humans are children under 15. V A C C I N A T E Y O U R A N I M A L S -brought to you by me, who just did a research project on rabies for one of my MA classes I’m a vet tech, and the way that we try to convince people into vaccinating their pets at our clinic against rabies is telling them that it’s a federally mandated vaccine, and what happens should their animal bite someone if they have no current rabies vaccine on record. Basically, if your not-protected-against-rabies pet bites someone, regardless of if they’ve ever possibly been exposed or not, the animal needs to be tested. How do you test an animal for rabies? You look at extremely thin slices of brain tissue. And the only way to get that brain tissue is to euthanize and decapitate the animal, and send the entire head to the state lab where they can process it. Doesn’t matter why the bite happened, or how bad it was, or if the animal is completely healthy and doesn’t have rabies. If skin was broken, it has to be reported, and the animal’s fate is out of your hands.  Rabies is goddamn scary.
Treatable: lampfaced:
roguesareth:

emeraldspiral:

roguesareth:
Do you want rabies? This is how you get rabies
Is it really that big of a deal if your dog has autism? 

I need to reblog this again because no seriously R A B I E S:
-is basically not treatable once you start showing symptoms.  Straight up you will die and not in any kind of fun way. We’re talking flu symptoms that develop into hallucinations, severe hydrophobia, partial paralysis and a slew of other shit.
-99% of rabies cases in the world come from stray dog bites. EXCEPT IN THE US. Rabies vaccines have nearly illuminated the threat from dogs. Our biggest concerns are wild animals like raccoons, skunks, foxes and coyotes and feral cats.
-Rabies is extremely preventable by vaccines and nearly nonexistent in countries where the vaccine is widely available and taken advantage of. 
-B U T if people stop VACCINATING THEIR DOGS (and other animals that are susceptible like cats and farm animals like cows, horses and goats) we will likely see a rise in rabies cases among free roaming animals and BECAUSE we dont experience many cases (because of vaccines) and often people arent informed. We know “rabies is bad” but that seems to be it in a lot of cases, I’d wager a lot of people dont knownits transferable from animals to humans at all. 
-Most rabies cases in humans are children under 15. 
V A C C I N A T E   Y O U R   A N I M A L S 
-brought to you by me, who just did a research project on rabies for one of my MA classes 

I’m a vet tech, and the way that we try to convince people into vaccinating their pets at our clinic against rabies is telling them that it’s a federally mandated vaccine, and what happens should their animal bite someone if they have no current rabies vaccine on record.
Basically, if your not-protected-against-rabies pet bites someone, regardless of if they’ve ever possibly been exposed or not, the animal needs to be tested. How do you test an animal for rabies? You look at extremely thin slices of brain tissue. And the only way to get that brain tissue is to euthanize and decapitate the animal, and send the entire head to the state lab where they can process it. Doesn’t matter why the bite happened, or how bad it was, or if the animal is completely healthy and doesn’t have rabies. If skin was broken, it has to be reported, and the animal’s fate is out of your hands. 
Rabies is goddamn scary.

lampfaced: roguesareth: emeraldspiral: roguesareth: Do you want rabies? This is how you get rabies Is it really that big of a deal if y...

Treatable: FIRST TIME HAVING SEX I know its REALLY Long, but it is worth the read. You will be very glad you read it When I was 17 my girlfriend at the time was finally ready to have sex. I, as one might expect of a 17 year old, was excited. Neither hell nor high water was going to stand between me and my final destination. I get ready for the night, trim everything up, shower extra well. Unfortunately there was also an issue. I have a digestional disorder that sometimes cause my shit to become large and quite solid while still inside me.I wasn't aware it was a treatable problem and, in fact, just thought everyone had to deal with the equivalent of anal kidney stones. bring this up because I had a mighty one which had been loaded into the gun for several days. Let me set the scene. Her parents are away. We have her house to ourselves. She was always a little kinky so she demands we do it in her parents bed. I walk in to a candle holocaust. She's been working on this all day apparently, and its as bright as high noon in there with the lights off. Which is good, because she proceeds to do a sweet, sexy little dance for me. At 16, she was AMAZING. For those of you who never experienced a female at that age, I pity the fool. Now I'm sitting on the bed, watching this dance. I smile and tell her how good she looks. Unfortunately, most of my attention is focused on the dull throbbing from my sphincter and the large amount of intestinal discomfort associated with not dropping duce in days. But somehow I still get hard and we go to town. She starts out on top, then we switch. I bend her over the bed, and I even smack her ass (a ballsy move at the time, but she loved it). Due to my built up distraction, I last for what seems like FOREVER. She can't stop moaning and telling me how good it feels, and then she says what every man wants to hear "I want to make you cum in my mouth." I fucking love women. So she goes down on me. She was always average at best in the head department but at least she tried. She pops my cock out of her mouth long enough to look up at me and say "tell me if you like this". Then I feel it. She stuck her finger up my ass. My brain hits the panic switch and every muscle in my entire body locks up tighter than a three year old virgin. But its too late I take a massive, PAINFUL, PAINFUL shit, all over her parents comforter. No, you aren't understanding. I mean large. Huge. IMMENSE. Take your largest shit and multiple it by forty-two and you'll have an idea of what flew out of me And gents, when I say flew, I don't mean "I pooped." I mean "projectile". I mean "hurricane force winds hitting an umbrella stand". And due to my condition, it comes out as a large, dark brown, smelly harpoon I know it hit her. I didn't see it. She ran screaming "OH MY GOD OHMYGODOHMYGODEEEEEwwwwwwww" butI always imagined that, due to her position, it hit her right in the chin. Or at least the tits. I would like to say I got up to go after her. But I heard the bathroom door shut and I just lied there. The smell hit me after a few seconds. It smelled like someone rolled a cat in shit and threw it into a tire fire. I looked down and saw, to date, the largest bowel movement I've ever heard of laying on the bed. Then I noticed the blood, and when I did, I noticed the pain. Apparently the fact that it was so large caused it to rip my ass a little bit (thought I was bleeding from the inside. This little doctors trip the next day is what taught me of my condition). There was a small pool of blood where my ass had been. A final reminder of the exact place and moment I lost my virginity. I will treasure this memory for all my days. I grab my shit with my hands and go to the downstairs bathroom. I throw around 1/3 into the toilet and flush, fearing any more will clog it and only add to my already significant woes. I stand there, holding 2/3's of my biggest shit of all time, feeling a trickle of blood flow down my leg, trying to ignore the sharp pain stabbing my rectum. I find myself wishing I had a photo of this. Anyway, I finish flushing my baby, clean off my hands, jam toilet paper between my cheeks (I skipped the bandaid) and went upstairs. I could hear my girlfriend sobbing from behind the bathroom door. I decided not to say anything to her and just keep moving. The smell in her parents room was abysmal. Its like when you take a shit and walk out of the bathroom you think "hey not so bad today, but then you walk back in to grab your magazine and go "HOLY SHIT!". It was one of those moments. The scene is burned behind my eyelids for all time. My life. My shame. My very first time smelled like a pile of dead babies. I quickly got dressed since the heat from ten thousand candles was making the room feel more like a port-a-potty. I was aware enough to grab the comforter on my way out and drag it downstairs to their washer. Also the top and bottom sheets since the blood had leaked on through all the way to mattress. Still no sign of the GF but at this point I considered it a blessing I jammed in the washer with 3 loads worth of detergent and set it on spin, knowing that not even the hand of God would save these linens, let alone Tide and Snuggles. Then I left. I avoided my GF's calls for days until she came to my house. We had a long talk about what happened. Talk being synonymous with "breaking up with me because I shit on her. And it was all over. She promised not to tell a soul and I don't THINK she ever did. She was probably as ashamed as I was about the whole deed. But I will always this happening as the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me LeFunny.net You will be very glad you read it…
Treatable: FIRST TIME HAVING SEX
 I know its REALLY Long, but it is worth the read. You will be very glad you read it
 When I was 17 my girlfriend at the time was finally ready to have sex. I, as one might expect
 of a 17 year old, was excited. Neither hell nor high water was going to stand between me and
 my final destination.
 I get ready for the night, trim everything up, shower extra well. Unfortunately there was also
 an issue. I have a digestional disorder that sometimes cause my shit to become large and quite
 solid while still inside me.I wasn't aware it was a treatable problem and, in fact, just thought
 everyone had to deal with the equivalent of anal kidney stones. bring this up because I had a
 mighty one which had been loaded into the gun for several days.
 Let me set the scene. Her parents are away. We have her house to ourselves. She was always
 a little kinky so she demands we do it in her parents bed. I walk in to a candle holocaust. She's
 been working on this all day apparently, and its as bright as high noon in there with the lights
 off. Which is good, because she proceeds to do a sweet, sexy little dance for me. At 16, she
 was AMAZING. For those of you who never experienced a female at that age, I pity the fool.
 Now I'm sitting on the bed, watching this dance. I smile and tell her how good she looks.
 Unfortunately, most of my attention is focused on the dull throbbing from my sphincter and
 the large amount of intestinal discomfort associated with not dropping duce in days. But
 somehow I still get hard and we go to town. She starts out on top, then we switch. I bend her
 over the bed, and I even smack her ass (a ballsy move at the time, but she loved it). Due to my
 built up distraction, I last for what seems like FOREVER. She can't stop moaning and telling me
 how good it feels, and then she says what every man wants to hear "I want to make you cum
 in my mouth." I fucking love women.
 So she goes down on me. She was always average at best in the head department but at least
 she tried. She pops my cock out of her mouth long enough to look up at me and say "tell me if
 you like this". Then I feel it.
 She stuck her finger up my ass.
 My brain hits the panic switch and every muscle in my entire body locks up tighter than a three
 year old virgin. But its too late
 I take a massive, PAINFUL, PAINFUL shit, all over her parents comforter.
 No, you aren't understanding. I mean large. Huge. IMMENSE. Take your largest shit and
 multiple it by forty-two and you'll have an idea of what flew out of me
 And gents, when I say flew, I don't mean "I pooped." I mean "projectile". I mean "hurricane
 force winds hitting an umbrella stand". And due to my condition, it comes out as a large, dark
 brown, smelly harpoon
 I know it hit her. I didn't see it. She ran screaming "OH MY GOD
 OHMYGODOHMYGODEEEEEwwwwwwww" butI always imagined that, due to her position,
 it hit her right in the chin. Or at least the tits. I would like to say I got up to go after her. But I
 heard the bathroom door shut and I just lied there. The smell hit me after a few seconds. It
 smelled like someone rolled a cat in shit and threw it into a tire fire. I looked down and saw, to
 date, the largest bowel movement I've ever heard of laying on the bed. Then I noticed the
 blood, and when I did, I noticed the pain.
 Apparently the fact that it was so large caused it to rip my ass a little bit (thought I was
 bleeding from the inside. This little doctors trip the next day is what taught me of my
 condition). There was a small pool of blood where my ass had been. A final reminder of the
 exact place and moment I lost my virginity. I will treasure this memory for all my days.
 I grab my shit with my hands and go to the downstairs bathroom. I throw around 1/3 into the
 toilet and flush, fearing any more will clog it and only add to my already significant woes. I
 stand there, holding 2/3's of my biggest shit of all time, feeling a trickle of blood flow down my
 leg, trying to ignore the sharp pain stabbing my rectum. I find myself wishing I had a photo of
 this.
 Anyway, I finish flushing my baby, clean off my hands, jam toilet paper between my cheeks (I
 skipped the bandaid) and went upstairs. I could hear my girlfriend sobbing from behind the
 bathroom door. I decided not to say anything to her and just keep moving. The smell in her
 parents room was abysmal. Its like when you take a shit and walk out of the bathroom you
 think "hey not so bad today, but then you walk back in to grab your magazine and go "HOLY
 SHIT!". It was one of those moments.
 The scene is burned behind my eyelids for all time. My life. My shame. My very first time
 smelled like a pile of dead babies. I quickly got dressed since the heat from ten thousand
 candles was making the room feel more like a port-a-potty. I was aware enough to grab the
 comforter on my way out and drag it downstairs to their washer. Also the top and bottom
 sheets since the blood had leaked on through all the way to mattress. Still no sign of the GF but
 at this point I considered it a blessing
 I jammed in the washer with 3 loads worth of detergent and set it on spin, knowing that not
 even the hand of God would save these linens, let alone Tide and Snuggles. Then I left. I
 avoided my GF's calls for days until she came to my house. We had a long talk about what
 happened. Talk being synonymous with "breaking up with me because I shit on her. And it
 was all over. She promised not to tell a soul and I don't THINK she ever did. She was probably
 as ashamed as I was about the whole deed. But I will always this happening as the most
 embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me
 LeFunny.net
You will be very glad you read it…

You will be very glad you read it…

Treatable: AND I DON'TE KNOW WHY, SOMETIMES I GET SAD. IT HAPPENS LIKE HOW LOVE DOES IN THAT ONE MOVIE: SLOWLY.. THEN ALL AT ONCE. IT MAKES EVERYTHING SO MUCH WORSE. ТИШИАТА Coyocoyo UM HAVE A HARD TIME EATING. EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE... NOTHING. I TRY TO LISTEN TO MUSIC I LIKED BUT LISTENING TO IT... JUST MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M DROWNING.I COLO coyocoyo AND I GET LAZY. BECAUSE REALLY EVERYTHING| TAKES SO MUCH EFFORT BUT I HATE CALLING IT "LAZY" SOCIALIZING BECOMES A DREADED CHORE. I DON'T THINK ANYONE SEES AND REALLY JUST HOW MESSED UP I AM. coyocoyo ( FEEL SO ALONE I GOT REALLY GOOD AT FAKE LAUGHINGI OR AT LEAST MITHOUGHT SO HA I NEVER GOT HELP PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE. BUT I DIDN'T KNOW SOMETHING WAS WRONG IM BETTER NOW WHAT IF IT COMES BACK? BUT I'M AFRAID IT WILL COME BACK. coyocoyo curtis-the-kitnec: coyocoyo: “Sometimes I Get Sad and I Don’t Know Why” WebMDSuicide Prevention LineGuide to Help With DepressionDepression Screening Test So a couple years ago I went through what I’m pretty sure was depression. I was never diagnosed, but looking back all of the signs were there. I also suffered from anxiety, which was a whole other monster entirely.Depression is something a lot of people go through, but the scary thought is a lot of us don’t even realize what is going on, that it could be treatable, that we could actually get help. Sometimes it goes away on it’s own. Sometimes it doesn’t. I know this comic doesn’t exactly have a “happy” ending, but it was important for me to convey my big fear of that depression coming back. I feel like knowing what was going on, what may happen again, helps me a lot. If I can help somebody by sharing my experience, then I’ll feel even better. this is very relatable right now
Treatable: AND I DON'TE
 KNOW WHY,
 SOMETIMES I GET SAD.
 IT HAPPENS LIKE HOW LOVE
 DOES IN THAT ONE MOVIE:
 SLOWLY..
 THEN ALL AT ONCE.
 IT MAKES EVERYTHING SO MUCH WORSE.
 ТИШИАТА
 Coyocoyo

 UM
 HAVE A HARD
 TIME EATING.
 EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE...
 NOTHING.
 I TRY TO LISTEN
 TO MUSIC I LIKED
 BUT LISTENING
 TO IT...
 JUST MAKES ME FEEL LIKE
 I'M DROWNING.I
 COLO
 coyocoyo
 AND I GET
 LAZY.

 BECAUSE REALLY EVERYTHING|
 TAKES SO MUCH EFFORT
 BUT I HATE CALLING IT
 "LAZY"
 SOCIALIZING BECOMES
 A DREADED CHORE.
 I DON'T THINK
 ANYONE SEES
 AND REALLY
 JUST HOW
 MESSED
 UP I AM.
 coyocoyo
 ( FEEL
 SO ALONE

 I GOT REALLY GOOD
 AT FAKE LAUGHINGI
 OR AT LEAST
 MITHOUGHT SO
 HA
 I NEVER GOT HELP
 PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE.
 BUT I DIDN'T KNOW
 SOMETHING WAS WRONG
 IM BETTER NOW
 WHAT IF IT COMES BACK?
 BUT I'M AFRAID IT
 WILL COME BACK.
 coyocoyo
curtis-the-kitnec:

coyocoyo:

“Sometimes I Get Sad and I Don’t Know Why”
WebMDSuicide Prevention LineGuide to Help With DepressionDepression Screening Test
So a couple years ago I went through what I’m pretty sure was depression. I was never diagnosed, but looking back all of the signs were there. I also suffered from anxiety, which was a whole other monster entirely.Depression is something a lot of people go through, but the scary thought is a lot of us don’t even realize what is going on, that it could be treatable, that we could actually get help. Sometimes it goes away on it’s own. Sometimes it doesn’t.
I know this comic doesn’t exactly have a “happy” ending, but it was important for me to convey my big fear of that depression coming back. I feel like knowing what was going on, what may happen again, helps me a lot. If I can help somebody by sharing my experience, then I’ll feel even better.


this is very relatable right now

curtis-the-kitnec: coyocoyo: “Sometimes I Get Sad and I Don’t Know Why” WebMDSuicide Prevention LineGuide to Help With DepressionDepres...