The Boy and the Hooded Crow (1884) by Akseli Gallen-Kallela (1865-1931, Finnish)
NEW !!! SNAKE DISCOVERED
ITS CALLED THE LIMESTONE EYELASH PIT VIPER. THAT iS SO CUTE. ITS SO PRETTY
snake spotted!! HOLY SHIT A NEW SNAKE
𓆙thank you for the tag!𓆙
I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!
this was more unexpected than the spanish inquisition
OOHHH FUUBLBLBLBLB
That poor jellyfish just went on a roller coaster ride
Take a break, this cute tardigrade needs time to cross your dash:
I've never seen them walking before I love him
I never knew they had eight legs. I thought they had six.
I also had never seen them walking before; I thought they kind of, I don't know, floated?
So TIL.
Thanks, OP.
Even with 8 legs they walk like bears, lumbering about!
I love her
framing is everything
Politics 101
It’s not what you do. It’s how you present it in the news.
Also
Being a bigot and a nazi and a human rights violation 101
People are all the same. But don’t let them know that. Divide them. Highlight their differences and make them something to be feared and hated. Make them feared and hated.
Dolphins are loved and protected and everyone wants them around.
Sharks are feared, avoided, and hunted down for teeth, hide, and shark fin soup.
I just found out about Jeff the land shark and I can’t even describe how much I want one.
Sometimes I see some variety of North American Little Guy (opossum, raccoon, etc. ) and I’m like “okay”
BUT THEN I start thinking about how excited somebody from not-North-America would be to see this Guy. Like, would an Australian be excited to see the only marsupial not from their country? Are there raccoons in zoos on the other side of the world that are regarded as unique and exotic creatures? Idk but it’s made me more excited to see Guys in my area.
it's me, i'm the person described in the tumbl
I went to a zoo in England this past summer, and there were crowds around the skunks, raccoons, and coyotes.
So, as an Australian, going to the zoo in China with a USAmerican and a Jamacian was an experience.
The first thing you should know about this experiences is I'm a fairly bush-raised child. Not entirely, but the vast majority of my school holidays were spent camping or on a property or otherwise out in the bush. (Not the Outback, although sometimes, but definitely the Bush. The great south-west forests, to be specific.)
I have seen more than my fair share of actually wild Australian wildlife. I am severely immune to snakes, spiders, frogs, kangaroos and wild foxes, rabbits and pigs (those shouldn't be in Australia, but they are. Also, if you ever see evidence of pigs in the bush, you leave immediately.)
So here we encounter jarring moment of dissonance the first.
We were walking past the kangaroo paddock and I'll admit I didn't even give it a second glance - it was a case of "Oh, kangaroos, how normal," And moving on. Didn't even register that they would be something to get excited about. It was literally like seeing a bird or the neighbour's cat.
Anyway, after awhile I noticed that I was no longer with my fellows because they were amazed by the kangaroos. They were staring, they were laughing, they were paying money to feed the fucking kangaroos like they were some sort of weird, special, exotic animal.
"Oh for fuck's sake, guys, they're just kangaroos!"
And then I realised I was with non-Australians and felt properly shamed.
We spent some (far too long of a) time with the kangaroos and moved on.
Anyway, as we were leaving we were walking through the American animals section and I've stopped dead in my tracks and squealed with excitement and raced over to an enclosure to coo and generally be a weird, animal-obsessed little moron. I'd never seen this animal in real life before but it was adorable and lovely and the cutest thing ever. And my Americas friends were looking at me like I'd grown another head because the animal that I was enamoured with and had never seen in person before, the animal that I was most excited about out of any that was there (including the baby tiger that I actually got to hold, guys)
The animal was a raccoon.
Your trash creature is someone else’s treasured encounter
When my father visited a Zoo in Germany, he was amazed to find people eagerly watching what appeared to be a large patch of dirt with holes in it. It took him a minute to realize that the exhibit was for prairie dogs and everyone was waiting to hopefully see one pop it's head out. Dad, who went to school in Eastern Oregon and regularly harassed the local prairie dog population there, had long known how to call them. So to amuse himself, he gave the high whistle he used to use at school and, sure enough, about 15 little heads popped up to see what was happening. What was happening was the local German patrons all losing their god damn minds
I only saw the top picture before I scrolled down and…well
i’m so glad i live in 2016 so i dont have to deal with these massive terrifying animals except the blue whale, but shes gentle and good
Hell pig
My name is cow And when I see A scientist Paint stripes on me I look so hip And sleek and fit And best of all I don’t get bit
I found photos of those Pallas Cat kittens born this year and bye I'm deceased
why do these kittens have the exact same energy as a nest of baby owls
@curlicuetruth you are very right
no matter what you’re anticipating, it will not be what you think it will be.
Me: a little goat? Why would a little goat be surpi- oh. OH. Yeah okay i wasn’t expecting that.
NO YOU’RE NOT PREPARED.
do they expect me to stop him somehow?