Animal Life

08/29/2025

3 college kids shot a man’s dog 40+ times with BB guns.

3 college kids shot a man’s dog 40+ times with BB guns.
They got a fine and community service.

The owner? He showed up, told them “fight someone your own size” — and as a black belt, left all three bloodied.

He’s serving 30 days in jail… but with a smile.
“Kids need to learn there are consequences.” 🐾

08/28/2025

"I found him on a rainy morning, abandoned near a gas station by the highway. He was soaked, shivering, and meowing desperately, as if crying out for help. I parked my truck and approached him slowly, not wanting to scare him. When he saw me, he didn’t run away. Instead, he looked up at me with eyes full of distress and hope. At that moment, I knew I couldn’t leave him there.

I scooped him up and placed him on the passenger seat, wrapping him in a blanket I kept in the cab. On the drive, he stopped meowing and began to doze off, as if he understood he was finally safe. I decided to name him "Captain," a fitting name because he seemed ready to take charge of every new adventure.

Since that day, Captain has been my loyal travel companion. Every morning, he climbs up onto the dashboard, his favorite spot, where he watches the world go by. Sometimes, he clings to the steering wheel with his little paws, pretending to drive. It always makes me laugh, and people who pass us can’t help but smile or take photos.

But Captain is more than just a funny cat. He has become an essential part of my life on the road. Thanks to him, my lonely days are now filled with laughter, surprises, and comfort. He’s taught me that even the most unexpected encounters can change our lives in profound ways. And every day, he reminds me that sometimes, the simplest acts of kindness—like helping a creature in need—can have the greatest impact."

08/22/2025

😂😂😂😂

I checked on this dude yesterday at Walmart because I thought he had OD but he was actually crying, when I asked him what was wrong he said that his black girlfriend had broken up with him for dying his hair pink ....I just walked on in the store after that, reminding myself why I should mind my own Damnn businesss 🤦🏻‍♂️🤣😭.

08/21/2025

😂😂

If you see my dog at McDonald’s oquit feeding her fat ass bc she don’t know how to act & be leaving the house all the time to go walking to McDonald’s at night. She’s not even a stray dog. She’s just a gold diggin a*z bit*h that be acting like she’s a stray so people will feel bad for her & feed her burgers all the time.

08/20/2025

Judge Frank Caprio passed away peacefully at the age of 88 after a long and courageous battle with pancreatic cancer.

In his honor, may we each strive to bring a little more compassion into the world — just as he did every day.

08/16/2025

For 198 days, Charlie waited.
He didn’t bark for attention. He didn’t jump. He just sat there — eyes quietly searching, heart silently hoping.
Every day, families came and went. They smiled at the puppies. They cooed at the tiny ones. But Charlie? He was always “too big,” “too shy,” or “just not the right fit.”
He watched them all leave — one by one — and with every goodbye that wasn’t his, his spark grew dimmer.
He stopped rushing to the front of the kennel.
He stopped dreaming out loud.
Instead, he curled into the same corner, on the same old blanket, holding onto a sliver of hope like a secret only he believed in.
And then, on day 198... she came.
Not with excitement or noise — but with stillness, and a softness in her eyes that said she understood. She walked past every cage, every cute, wagging tail, until she reached his.
She didn’t ask questions.
She just knelt down, looked into his tired, searching eyes, and said:
“Hey, buddy... I see you. Let’s go home.”
Charlie didn’t move at first. He was afraid to believe it. But when the kennel door opened, and the leash gently clipped on, he followed. Not out of trust — not yet — but out of the tiniest flicker of something he hadn’t felt in months:
Maybe. Just maybe.
The car ride was quiet. He sat beside her, unsure of what this meant. But halfway down the highway, she reached over and held his face in her hand — gently, lovingly — like he was already hers.
That’s when his tail moved.
Just once. Then again.
Then his whole body softened into her.
Because for the first time in 198 days, Charlie wasn’t invisible.
He wasn’t “too much.”
He was chosen.
And this ride? It wasn’t just to a house.
It was to the end of being overlooked.
The end of silence.
The end of waiting.
And the beginning of what every soul longs for:
A place to belong.
A person to trust.
A reason to wag again.
He’s not just going home.
He finally has one. 🐾❤️

08/12/2025

08/06/2025

Death asked me to join him for dinner
so I slipped into my favorite black dress
that I had been saving for a special occasion
and let him walk me to our candlelit tryst.
He ordered a ribeye, extra rare
I ordered two desserts and red wine
and then I sipped
and wondered
why he looked so familiar
and smelled like earth and memory.
He felt like a place both faraway
and deep within my body
A place that whispers to me
on the crisp autumn breeze
along the liminal edges of dusk and dawn
somewhere between dancing
and stillness.
He looked at me
with the endless night sky in his eyes
and asked
‘Did you live your life, my love?’
As I swirled my wine in its glass
I wondered If I understood the thread I wove into the greater fabric
If I loved in a way that was deep and freeing
If I let pain and grief carve me into something more grateful
If I made enough space to be in awe that flowers exist
and take the time to watch the honeybees
drink their sweet nectar
I wondered what the riddles of regret and longing
had taught me
and if I realized just how
beautiful and insignificant and monstrous and small we are
for the brief moment that we are here
before we all melt back down
into ancestors of the land.
Death watched me lick buttercream from my fingers
As he leaned in close and said
‘My darling, it’s time.’
So I slipped my hand into his
as he slowly walked me home.
I took a deep breath as he leaned in close
for the long kiss goodnight
and I felt a soft laugh leave my lips
as his mouth met mine
because I never could resist a man
with the lust for my soul in his eyes
and a kiss that makes my heart stop.

~ Gina Puorro
Author's note: A playful love poem to Death, because I want to remember to relate to it as a part of life, and in ways that exist outside of violence and brutality.

[Photo: Kurt Markus for Vogue]

06/04/2025

This is better than a night out ♥️

06/04/2025

Me trying to read something without my glasses:

09/19/2024

Adorable

09/19/2024

150-ft iceberg passing through Iceberg Alley near Ferryland, Newfoundland, Canada
Amazing World
©Photo credits go to the original owner.