At the risk of ignoring philosophical arguments, game theory, and various hypotheticals…

Until you no longer enjoy playing it. Only thing that matters.

4 years today.

If he were still around, he’d be posting here so I wanted to give him a presence on this board as well.

I’m just bemused at a self identified kind, compassionate queer community member tossing around ‘retard’ as an insult. Man, I hope she was lying. It’s embarrassing to be in the same community as someone like that.

You know, I had no problem at all with Derp being an admin when Gany first made him one.

Never let is be said that I can’t admit when I’m wrong but Derp has proven to me that I was oh so very, very wrong. I was so very wrong it’s used up all my potential wrongness for the rest of the decade so at least I’m guaranteed to be right for the next 7.5 years.

I’d like to ask all new posters start their posts with ‘I am not Macha’ just so we can keep track.

I can’t explain it. She got better. The day before the vet was scheduled to come, she started to improve. Began to drink, eat, was steadier on her feet. The next morning, she obviously wasn’t back to normal but I canceled the vet. Today, it’s like nothing was wrong. We both got a reprieve.

Submitted an application two adopt to little girls, sisters. They were rescued from a hoarding situation. The woman had 43 cats. One of them is so skittish and wouldn’t come near me but her sister, despite being wary, actually came over to me a few times for petting. I’m sure with her sister’s help, the other will calm down and learn the joy of cuddles in time.

Application approved. I bring them home Thursday.

@GF said in Bannings:

I broke my self-promise about staying away from MSB because it seemed wrong to me that Kestrel should have to try to face those losers alone, but now she’s banned, so I’m not sure what point is left. Is anyone else over there in need of backup?

I’m good. And honestly, the more they talk, the more I feel the urge to randomize my password.

Sable showed up at the door one day and said she wanted a home. She was too thin, infested with bugs, and injured. She was also extremely affectionate. She got food, water, a box to hide in, and petting. She was still there the next morning (which was a Monday) so she went to the vet.

She got defleaed. her injuries treated, and given a physical. She wasn’t microchipped. She came home that day. No shelter or animal society had any all black, lost cat notifications so she found her home.

She’s a very smart girl since 6 weeks or so later she gave birth to a single kitten, being too malnourished to carry more to term. Or even show that she was pregnant. The vet had no idea either. She knew she needed a home to give birth to her baby so now I have Sable and Shadow, her little boy who’s twice her size.

Application approved. I bring them home Thursday.

Submitted an application two adopt to little girls, sisters. They were rescued from a hoarding situation. The woman had 43 cats. One of them is so skittish and wouldn’t come near me but her sister, despite being wary, actually came over to me a few times for petting. I’m sure with her sister’s help, the other will calm down and learn the joy of cuddles in time.

@watno said in Celebrities We've Lost 2025:

Gene Hackman

Him, his wife, and his dog. My money’s on carbon monoxide since the police said no evidence of foul play.

she’s dead. just delayed the inevitable.

The only consolation I have is that I’m in NY and we’re safely blue. Schumer and Gillibrand already hate Trump and will do anything to stop him. So will the governor.

I can’t explain it. She got better. The day before the vet was scheduled to come, she started to improve. Began to drink, eat, was steadier on her feet. The next morning, she obviously wasn’t back to normal but I canceled the vet. Today, it’s like nothing was wrong. We both got a reprieve.

She’s dying. The most important part of my life is going to be forever lost to me along with our little boy. I’ve scheduled a vet to come tomorrow. I just wish the vet could have a second shot for me.

1 year, 8 months, and 8 days ago, my little boy Shadow died. One day I noticed he was eating less and losing weight. Then he stopped eating completely. Doctors couldn’t find anything. Less than 3 weeks later, he was dead. He was 14.5 years old. t was horrible. But at least I still had his mother, Sable.

Last week, I noticed she was feeling bonier than normal. She was always thin and underweight but not like this. I took her in for and exam and blood test, hoping it was her thyroid. That’s very treatable. Blood test results, if not normal, didn’t indicate anything that would be the cause, just symptoms. Yesterday she had an ultrasound.

There are masses in her abdomen. Without further, expensive testing, they can’t be absolutely certain but it almost certainly is cancer. The vet said three times how sorry he is. She’s 16.5.

And now I get to go through it all again, this inexorable journey towards a yawning abyss of overwhelming, crushing grief and not even one of my kids left. My heart is breaking already and I can only hope it really does on the day that’s inevitably coming.

@Roz Oh, shit. 2 months after being diagnosed? Fuck cancer. I love this video of him and Aaron Tveit singing “Take Me Or Leave Me” From Rent.

For at least today, for one moment in time, there is justice in the world. This makes me happy.