There were a couple of moments yesterday here at #tracon when I had a chance to catch my breath and sketch this thing; Sasuke enjoying his morning tea.
Man, reblogging this because I had 100% forgotten I ever made such a thing.
Cows are starting to be let out of their winter lodgings and we’ve been hearing cow bells in the distance for a couple of weeks now, it’s such a pleasant and summery sound. The pasture next to mine was still empty, but the owner came to check the fence and the water trough a few days ago, so I was expecting new neighbours imminently.
This morning I went on a walk with Pandolf and when we came home we could hear cow bells, but a lot more distinctly than before. I immediately went to check our neighbouring pasture, and
!!!!!
People who were around last year will probably remember how Pandolf feels about cows. They are his love and light. Cows give meaning to his life.
He was vibrating with excitement but he still very obediently went around the pasture with me (so as not to startle the cows from behind) and waited until I said “vas-y !” to walk up to them.
The cow leader came to meet him halfway. It was all very civil and the rest of the herd looked completely chill so I let Pandolf run free, and
—he ran 3 enthusiastic circles around them to let them know he is a herding dog and he loves them and will protect them with his life, then started running full-speed all over the pasture in all directions just to exteriorise his IMMENSE DELIGHT. I was ready to call him if he freaked the cows out, but instead they looked at him curiously, then one cow started chasing him with equal zest and the entire herd followed.
This is the best day of Pandolf’s life.
The baby llamas on the other side of the fence looked cautiously intrigued, having never met a cow before. (You can maybe glimpse the cows in the middle-right of the below pic if you follow the babies’ eye line—they just kept staring and staring)
Pampelune: “Don’t spy on the neighbours, children, it’s rude.”
(She has to teach both kids manners because Pampe does not care to do that at all.)
I called Pandolf back so the neighbours could go back to ruminating in peace, and I was like “How do we feel about cows” and he looked at me like this
“movies where you can tell everyone where friends are better than movies where the director terrorized the cast” actually both are good but not as good as: movies where you can tell that everyone was having sex
arrow house is a site of constant invasion: we have tommy’s family stay there after grace’s death and tommy escapes them with charlie and johnny dogs (though yes, his motivation was also to find out whether or not the sapphire was actually cursed - but you can’t deny that the way he left looks more like a flight), the italian cook and his helper infiltrating his house to kill him in s4, mosley and subsequently diana mitford inviting themselves into arrow house with no regard if tommy wants them there or not, arthur lurking in his wine cellar (and it comes as a surprise to tommy, he doesn’t know his brother is inside his house until he’s been told), the dead bodies in his bathroom, etc
no wonder he blew it up
hughes’ tooth fairy putting the message under charlie’s pillow!!!!
me when i see someone put zero effort into drawing martin fat:
[image description: a poorly edited version of a madagascar meme where the main characters are all looking at the viewer judgementally. it reads, “WHY ARE YOU SKINNY”. end id]
How many people’s most beloved childhood stuffed animals are actually teddy bears, like I feel like that’s a thing someone made up. Reblog this and put what your longest owned and/or favorite stuffed animal as a child was in the tags, inquiring minds want to know
what is the opposite of a blorbo. like a character you hate so fucking much for no reason really you just cannot stand them and seeing them triggers rage. you want them dead. what’s the silly goofy word for that
actually yeah. barfo sounds right.
i would like to know everyone’s barfos please tell me
