Awww, thanks for the kind words, and the update! Our own Wags is doing better with his skin problems.

I reached out to the Foster Coordinator, and she told me, “ In general, foster care can help a cat learn household routines, help to establish necessary medical care, provide unique one-on-one interaction, reduce stress and/or lead to adoption.” Maybe he is ready to go to the next level.

You saved him. You changed his whole life. 

I am, Andy. I usually see my work as part of a collaboration, but this one’s a bit different.

Shelter Cat Update.

running off all the writers did not help either. nor the fucking slideshows

Fix Kinja. Please and thank you. I have so many responses to my comments that I can’t even access. 

It really does suck.

I doubt people will see this as I’m grey on this account but I find it so sad that SNS has come to this . 28 minutes up and zero comments , last week the comment section was so sparse . This used to be a thriving community but because of Kinja not caring about it’s commentators and not fixing the many, many issues…

J.K. Rowling’s comments are having a real world effect especially in the UK right now. It’s effecting Trans People right now. 

If Sarandos thinks that viewing bigoted content doesn’t have a connection to real world actions, let me introduce him to a little movie called BIRTH OF A NATION.

Huh. This one actually makes me quite sad. Like, if that dude talked to your dad, maybe he would have been verbal if he’d been receiving better treatment at the facility.

In the winter of 1987 I was working as an intern for the United Mine Workers at their Washington D.C. headquarters. One cold, rainy late-February day I had business at the National Labor Relations Board. As I was walking back to the Mine Worker’s building, I had to walk past Old St. John’s Episcopal church, the…

Argh! Ghost train! I feel like you don’t get many ghost train stories nowadays, which is a shame. Great story!

I’m much too late for anyone to see this. But I’m posting because this literally happened to me LAST NIGHT: 10-10-21.

This happened when I was living in Chicago in 2015 in a three floor walk up apartment building. Only 3 units that shared the stairwell - mine being the middle. One night I was in a hurry to meet friends for a night out. Around 4am, my boyfriend and I came home very drunk to my apartment door wide open. We went through…

This isn’t my own story, but my dad’s - and my dad isn’t a liar. He’s experienced a lot of wild things taking odd jobs out on the road throughout his twenties, but this story happened right in my Indiana hometown when my mom was pregnant with my older sister. We lived in the country, and there was a hairpin turn on…

So, I went to college in a southern town, but I’m not Southern. When, I first lived there a man was arrest for killing several women. He was dubbed the garden city killer since the town was called the garden city. I saw his name in the paper, but not his picture.

Hi fellow Jezebel lovers! These stories are something that I look forward to every year, I even used to use my breaks just to devour these stories throughout the years. However, to express gratitude for this space, I also wanted to share what it’s meant to me especially in the last year, because it went beyond just…

Trigger warning: Bullying