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Birds Of A Feather | by Claire Rosen.

A brilliant live portrait series by Claire Rosen featuring vintage wallpaper backdrops to accentuate and highlight the colors of each bird, which range from the common Parakeet to the exotic Hyacinth Macaw.

As seen on: Honestly WTF.

(Source: clairerosenphoto.com, via onetothestate)

— 20 hours ago with 23521 notes
#Photography  #animals 
veganshithead:

angryinthebones:

veganshithead:

angryinthebones:

nerd-punx-xvx:

policecars:

Brimfield PD (Ohio) - This is the new puppy at training today….we don’t think the bullet proof vest fits….just yet

Cops need to fuck off with this K-9 shit.Dogs are awesome and sweet, stop turning them into tools of oppression and subjugation.

And especially stop using cruelty and abuse* to do it.
*Often called “training” in the industry.

One of the vet’s offices I worked for was the go-to animal clinic for police dogs in the city where I used to live. Every, single one of those dogs was completely out of control and prone to attacking both humans and pets. Their “training” (which we saw examples of multiple times… it often consisted of slapping the dog or “dominance” bullshit) apparently didn’t include an off switch.
In the 3 years I worked for that particular clinic, we had at least 6 fights between K-9 police and other animals and 2 bites because their handlers insisted they had them under control. After the second (serious) bite, we had to require all K-9 officers to be muzzled upon entering the clinic. 
There were at least 2 handlers who actively encouraged their dogs to bark at the cats boarding there through the glass to the cat room. I had to ask one of them 4 times to stop, and he told me he was “just letting the dog have a little fun” and that “it won’t hurt the fucking cats,” before pouting like a child in the waiting room.
Fuck. All. Cops.

These dogs are a mess from start to finish. They’re intentionally bred to be over-the-top and out of control (people like to call it “drive” but a biological drive is different from being constantly over the stimulus threshold all the time). The training makes it even worse, and what you end up with is a majority of K-9 and military dogs that are completely untrustworthy time bombs.

What makes it almost worse is the department we worked with imported GSD/malinois mixes for 20,000 dollars plus per dog. Then, if that dog didn’t “pass” their abusive, nasty training course, they—get this—gave them away to local families for “protection.”
Talk about time bombs. Shit’s unimaginably irresponsible.

veganshithead:

angryinthebones:

veganshithead:

angryinthebones:

nerd-punx-xvx:

policecars:

Brimfield PD (Ohio) - This is the new puppy at training today….we don’t think the bullet proof vest fits….just yet

Cops need to fuck off with this K-9 shit.
Dogs are awesome and sweet, stop turning them into tools of oppression and subjugation.

And especially stop using cruelty and abuse* to do it.

*Often called “training” in the industry.

One of the vet’s offices I worked for was the go-to animal clinic for police dogs in the city where I used to live. Every, single one of those dogs was completely out of control and prone to attacking both humans and pets. Their “training” (which we saw examples of multiple times… it often consisted of slapping the dog or “dominance” bullshit) apparently didn’t include an off switch.

In the 3 years I worked for that particular clinic, we had at least 6 fights between K-9 police and other animals and 2 bites because their handlers insisted they had them under control. After the second (serious) bite, we had to require all K-9 officers to be muzzled upon entering the clinic. 

There were at least 2 handlers who actively encouraged their dogs to bark at the cats boarding there through the glass to the cat room. I had to ask one of them 4 times to stop, and he told me he was “just letting the dog have a little fun” and that “it won’t hurt the fucking cats,” before pouting like a child in the waiting room.

Fuck. All. Cops.

These dogs are a mess from start to finish. They’re intentionally bred to be over-the-top and out of control (people like to call it “drive” but a biological drive is different from being constantly over the stimulus threshold all the time). The training makes it even worse, and what you end up with is a majority of K-9 and military dogs that are completely untrustworthy time bombs.

What makes it almost worse is the department we worked with imported GSD/malinois mixes for 20,000 dollars plus per dog. Then, if that dog didn’t “pass” their abusive, nasty training course, they—get this—gave them away to local families for “protection.”

Talk about time bombs. Shit’s unimaginably irresponsible.

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— 2 months ago with 439032 notes
#animals  #animal abuse  #police brutality 
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European Starling (Common Starling)
European Starlings, Sturnus vulgaris (Passeriformes - Sturnidae), were first brought to North America by Shakespeare enthusiasts in the nineteenth century. They are now among the continent’s most numerous songbirds.
European Starlings are stocky black birds with short tails, triangular wings, and long, pointed bills. Though they’re sometimes resented for their abundance and aggressiveness, they’re still dazzling birds to look at.
Covered in white spots during winter, they turn dark and glossy in summer. For much of the year, they flock in the sky and mob lawns in big, noisy flocks.
Photo credit: ©Sandy Stewart
Locality: South East Vancouver Island, B.C., Canada

libutron:

European Starling (Common Starling)

European Starlings, Sturnus vulgaris (Passeriformes - Sturnidae), were first brought to North America by Shakespeare enthusiasts in the nineteenth century. They are now among the continent’s most numerous songbirds.

European Starlings are stocky black birds with short tails, triangular wings, and long, pointed bills. Though they’re sometimes resented for their abundance and aggressiveness, they’re still dazzling birds to look at.

Covered in white spots during winter, they turn dark and glossy in summer. For much of the year, they flock in the sky and mob lawns in big, noisy flocks.

Photo credit: ©Sandy Stewart

Locality: South East Vancouver Island, B.C., Canada

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— 2 months ago with 1553 notes
#animals 

Harp Seal (Phoca groenlandicus)

(Source: tomhiddleston, via clarawebbwillcutoffyourhead)

— 3 months ago with 25609 notes
#animals  #aWW  #gif 

anotherstarinthesky:

empresspinto:

nigga-chan:

People need to realize the significance of this post, because when I reblogged it it was just blank so I think some people may not understand what this is trying to say

Adopting an animal (or buying from someone close to you who has recently had puppies, kittens, etc) is not like simply going to the store and buying a toy. You do not just get to throw it away once you are done with it and it stops being cute in your eyes

This is a real living thing that has emotions, needs, and wants, not something to be thrown away when YOU are done after YOU entered at commitment to raise and care for this animal. 

What’s just as bad as dumping the animal off just anywhere you want, whether it be on the side of the road or in a shelter, is that a lot of these animals end up dying after that. Animals are NOT always adopted and strays are not always picked up. Animals can get put down, run over, tortured, and a list of other things 

People should really think about what they are responsible for before they bring an animal into their life

Not to mention that that animal loves you, you are his world, and when you drop him off at the shelter - or worse, in the street - you are abandoning him. He doesn’t know what he did wrong, he thinks you’ll come back, maybe you just dropped him off for a bit and you’ll come back to him.
Not only did you make a commitment, but that animal loves you and throwing them away isn’t just breaking that commitment, it’s throwing away someone who doesn’t understand why you don’t love him anymore and where you went.

This is so important. Animals are NOT toys you just can’t return them because you got bored. Think first before you buy a cute little puppy for your stupid girlfriend or sister or whatever. Okay. This just make me so mad that I can’t keep talking about it. Seriously you have no heart if you do this. Seriously

(Source: twocentslice, via titotito)

— 4 months ago with 227604 notes
#if you do this to a dog i will eliminate you  #animals  #animal abuse 
wewereastrokeofluck:

stickinemwithpointyendsandlace:

al-grave:

I just want to hug it. Does anyone know what kind of dog this is?

It’s a Chusky (Chow Chow + Husky).

im fucking crying

wewereastrokeofluck:

stickinemwithpointyendsandlace:

al-grave:

I just want to hug it. Does anyone know what kind of dog this is?

It’s a Chusky (Chow Chow + Husky).

im fucking crying

(via princedoki)

— 4 months ago with 145261 notes
#animals  #im dead 

The jellyfish evolved in the lake without any predators, and over time grew vegetarian and lost their ability to sting. Their red color is a result of an algae diet. The water in the lake is salty and connected underground to the ocean but not even the tiniest jellyfish can get in or out. 
by Tan Yilmaz

The jellyfish evolved in the lake without any predators, and over time grew vegetarian and lost their ability to sting. Their red color is a result of an algae diet. The water in the lake is salty and connected underground to the ocean but not even the tiniest jellyfish can get in or out. 

by Tan Yilmaz

(Source: WOLVERXNE, via samthecatlord)

— 6 months ago with 20868 notes
#animals  #nature 
death-limes:

venipede:

osteophagy:

endcetaceanexploitation:

Washoe was a chimp who was taught sign language.
One of Washoe’s caretakers was pregnant and missed work for many weeks after she miscarried. Roger Fouts recounts the following situation:
"People who should be there for her and aren’t are often given the cold shoulder—her way of informing them that she’s miffed at them. Washoe greeted Kat [the caretaker] in just this way when she finally returned to work with the chimps. Kat made her apologies to Washoe, then decided to tell her the truth, signing "MY BABY DIED." Washoe stared at her, then looked down. She finally peered into Kat’s eyes again and carefully signed "CRY", touching her cheek and drawing her finger down the path a tear would make on a human (Chimpanzees don’t shed tears). Kat later remarked that one sign told her more about Washoe and her mental capabilities than all her longer, grammatically perfect sentences." [23]
Washoe herself lost two children; one baby died shortly after birth of a heart defect, the other baby, Sequoyah, died of a staph infection at two months of age.

more about Washoe:
after the death of her children, researchers were determined to have Washoe raise a baby and brought in a ten month chimpanzee named Loulis. one of the caretakers went to Washoe’s enclosure and signed “i have a baby for you.” Washoe became incredibly excited, yelling and swaying from side to side, signing “baby” over and over again. then she signed “my baby.”
the caretaker came back with Loulis, and Washoe’s excitement disappeared entirely. she refused to pick Loulis up, instead signing “baby” apathetically; it was clear that the baby she thought she was getting was going to be Sequoyah. eventually Washoe did approach Loulis, and by the next day the two had bonded and from then on she was utterly devoted to him.
*information shamelessly paraphrased from When Elephants Weep by Jeffrey Masson.

Even more interestingly, after Washoe and Loulis bonded, she started teaching him American Sign Language the same way that human parents teach their children language. It only took Loulis eight days to learn his first sign from Washoe, and aside from the seven that his human handlers learned around him, he learned to speak in ASL just as fluently as Washoe and was able to communicate with humans in the same way she could.

now if y’all don’t think this is the tightest shit you can get outta my face

death-limes:

venipede:

osteophagy:

endcetaceanexploitation:

Washoe was a chimp who was taught sign language.

One of Washoe’s caretakers was pregnant and missed work for many weeks after she miscarried. Roger Fouts recounts the following situation:

"People who should be there for her and aren’t are often given the cold shoulder—her way of informing them that she’s miffed at them. Washoe greeted Kat [the caretaker] in just this way when she finally returned to work with the chimps. Kat made her apologies to Washoe, then decided to tell her the truth, signing "MY BABY DIED." Washoe stared at her, then looked down. She finally peered into Kat’s eyes again and carefully signed "CRY", touching her cheek and drawing her finger down the path a tear would make on a human (Chimpanzees don’t shed tears). Kat later remarked that one sign told her more about Washoe and her mental capabilities than all her longer, grammatically perfect sentences." [23]

Washoe herself lost two children; one baby died shortly after birth of a heart defect, the other baby, Sequoyah, died of a staph infection at two months of age.

more about Washoe:

after the death of her children, researchers were determined to have Washoe raise a baby and brought in a ten month chimpanzee named Loulis. one of the caretakers went to Washoe’s enclosure and signed “i have a baby for you.” Washoe became incredibly excited, yelling and swaying from side to side, signing “baby” over and over again. then she signed “my baby.”

the caretaker came back with Loulis, and Washoe’s excitement disappeared entirely. she refused to pick Loulis up, instead signing “baby” apathetically; it was clear that the baby she thought she was getting was going to be Sequoyah. eventually Washoe did approach Loulis, and by the next day the two had bonded and from then on she was utterly devoted to him.

*information shamelessly paraphrased from When Elephants Weep by Jeffrey Masson.

Even more interestingly, after Washoe and Loulis bonded, she started teaching him American Sign Language the same way that human parents teach their children language. It only took Loulis eight days to learn his first sign from Washoe, and aside from the seven that his human handlers learned around him, he learned to speak in ASL just as fluently as Washoe and was able to communicate with humans in the same way she could.

now if y’all don’t think this is the tightest shit you can get outta my face

(via i-swear-that-im-sane)

— 7 months ago with 233110 notes
#animals