Colors Of The Wind from Pocahontas on a Harp w/ Maple 🐶 “Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?”
this is so peaceful i almost forgot that i’m dead inside
there are so many layers to why this vine is immaculate. the slight blur of maple in the background. the halo effect on her fur. the warm autumn lighting. there are no flaws to this and i could watch it forever
So majestic
#jason is my spirit animal
You could seriously piss off your neighbors by buying a puppy and naming it the same as their child.
All of Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Saturday Night Live bumpers!
Dogs Know 🐶
I needed this on my blog
Captioned:
Thomas: “Hey, puppy!”
Dog: [excitedly] “You’rehomeyou’rehomeyou’rehome–!”
Thomas: “How ya doin’~?”
Dog: [sniffs; suspenseful violin strings begin] “…What did you do today?”
Thomas: “Nothin’ much! Ran errands, shopped, pet a dog–”
Dog: [dramatic music crescendoes] “I KNEW IT!”
Thomas: “No–!”
Dog: “You have broken this family!”
Thomas: “NOOO–”
I THOUGHT THEY WERE JOKING BUT
Hansome
a story my parents like to tell about me is that once, when i was about 4, we were up in maine and i wandered out to the porch and said happily, “there’s a dog in the grocery store.” “what?” said my parents. “dog,” i said. “in the grocery store!” i said shit like this constantly because i was an imaginative child to the point of being slightly delusional, so they were like lol ok. dog in the grocery store. enjoy that. we’ll be here reading pg wodehouse like we do every vacation. so i wandered away again. after a couple of minutes i reappeared and said louder, “DOG IN THE GROCERY STORE.” “ok,” said my parents. “SEE DOG,” i insisted. “fine,” said my long-suffering parents, closing their books, “fine, we’ll come See Dog. it’s probably another cardboard box that you drew ears on, but fine,” so they followed me back inside and i took them to the kitchen, where they found that a HUGE MOOSE had stuck its bathtub-sized head into the open window next to the pantry and was lipping peaceably at the canned goods, which is apparently a thing they do. “DOG!” i said happily. apparently i was not good at identifying animals and i thought everywhere with food was a grocery store
Awww!
a delicate scale
You can tell he’s going “ohhHhhhhHHH!” 😩😭 this is so cute lmao
this is one of most wholesome me posts ive ever seen
Trevor breaks down the presidential race between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump.
make sure you’re registered to vote HERE.
don’t yell at cashiers if they are asking you to sign up for a charge/debit card - their employers are pushing them to ask everyone
don’t yell at cashiers if they’re taking too long folding your clothes in your bags - their managers are telling them not to ball up your shit bc it shows you care
don’t yell at cashiers bc they are taking a while to scan your card- machines fuck up
don’t yell at cashiers pls