Time traveller from the year 1983. Snarky and often angry dispenser of free education of various topics. Real life member of the working class, complete with generational poverty. (If you want to be awesome regarding that, note the presence of the donate button)
Member of the Seaconke Wampanoag Tribe. Writer. Foodie. Gamer. Crafter. Steampunk. Geek.
Harvey used to be a fighting dog. His ears torn from battles he was forced into. He flinches when you talk too loud around him. He gets so excited when you prepare his food, as in disbelief that he’s actually going to eat this many days in a row and when you put the food down he kisses you in gratitude. He’s afraid of thunder, soda cans, the TV and when baby Nick Fury meows when he’s hungry. When we first picked up Harvey from the pound half of his face was missing and he was severely underweight.Now he’s a kitten baby sitter. FIGHT BSL IN YOUR COUNTY.
right in the feels
OH MY GOD THE KITTEN IS LIKE THE SIZE OF HIS EAR I CANNOT EVEN EVER AGAIN