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Konny ζ
@konnybcollie.bsky.social
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Animal rights! Non-humans are people too!

Doglover, Transformation-Enjoyer, Musician.

Plays ZooWave with their boyfriend coookiecat.bsky.social in the band Shiv. :3
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bombsfall.bsky.social
idiot guy: i'm like the wolf i'm stalking my prey alone through the forest and being raw as fuck even if i'm in a group i'm the alpha
actual wolf: i love my friends so much!!! i love to romp and kiss my bros and work together as a family <3 awooo etc etc have you seen the puppies oh my god come see
November 26, 2025 at 2:17 AM
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basil-mage.bsky.social
for @/nixywulf
Drawing of a red furry with the caption; "Be unabashedly shamelessly you!"
November 13, 2025 at 6:33 PM
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fusselschwarm.bsky.social
Menschen fressen Tiere, Tiere essen Menschen. Der Kreislauf des Lebens? Weit gefehlt! DIE GESELLSCHAFT DER TIERE ist eine deftige und blutige Anti-Fabel von der frisch der 2. Band erschienen ist.😱

Leseprobe zum 1. Band: t1p.de/LeseprobeGeT...
September 18, 2025 at 11:57 AM
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zoo.wtf
Awoo! The moon is round and full, fellow Zoonatics! It's time for our monthly #ZooTT ritual! Gather around as we ask ourselves -- wait, are we a cult!?

Listen here:
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Wait, are we a cult!?
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
November 6, 2025 at 12:59 AM
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ruthe.de
Schönen Abend noch!
Ein Kater öffnet sich seinen Katzen-Eltern: "Mama, Papa - ich bin schwul." Vater (gelassen): "Hauptsache, du bist glücklich!" Mutter (fröhlich): "Wir akzeptieren jeden Schwiegerkater." Im Hintergrund sehen wir einen nervös guckenden, stark schwitzenden Hund mit einem Blumenstrauß in der Hand.
November 5, 2025 at 6:56 PM
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rabosaalforn.bsky.social
They’re out there 🦊🐺🦡🐀🐦‍⬛

And there are more and more everyday.
October 1, 2025 at 9:49 PM
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basil-mage.bsky.social
Friends and community
Drawing of two puppies and a rainbow with the caption; "I found my people and realized there was nothing wrong with me"
August 4, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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shiv950.bsky.social
Alrighty, we were able to donate a whopping 240,41€ to ANINOVA through the digital album sales of the last 2 months, plus the first sales of physical CDs at Eurofurence! 🥳🤫

Thanks everyone for supporting us and donating! ❤️
October 11, 2025 at 12:18 PM
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zoo.wtf
Awoo! It’s the full moon! Ready for the #ZooTT Howloween episode?

Of course you’re not! It’s too early in the month!

So surprise! We did something different instead! Take a listen!

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October Surprise!
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
October 7, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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spryoldlorax.bsky.social
Some amazing gay history. Listen up kids.
I'm watching that documentary "Before Stonewall" about gay history pre-1969, and uncovered something which I think is interesting. The documentary includes a brief clip of a 1954 televised newscast about the rise of homosexuality. The host of the program interviewed psychologists, a police officer, and one "known homosexual". The "known homosexual" is 22 years old. He identifies himself as Curtis White, which is a pseudonym; his name is actually Dale Olson. So I tracked down the newscast. According to what I can find, Dale Olson may have been the first gay man to appear openly on television and defend his sexual orientation. He explains that there's nothing wrong with him mentally and he's never been arrested. When asked whether he'd take a cure if it existed, he says no. When asked whether his family knows he's gay, he says that they didn't up until tonight, but he guesses they're going to find out, and he'll probably be fired from his job as well. So of course the host is like ... why are you doing this interview then? and Dale Olson, cool as cucumber pie, says "I think that this way I can be a little useful to someone besides myself." 1954. 22 years old. Balls of pure titanium. Despite the pseudonym, Dale's boss did indeed recognize him from the TV program, and he was promptly fired the next day. He wrote into ONE magazine six months later to reassure readers that he had gotten a new job at a higher salary. Curious about what became of him, I looked into his life a little further. It turns out that he ultimately became a very successful publicity agent. He promoted the Rocky movies and Superman. Not only that, but get this: Dale represented Rock Hudson, and he was the person who convinced him to disclose that he had AIDS! He wrote the statement Rock read. And as we know, Rock Hudson's disclosure had a very significant effect on the national conversation about AIDS in the U.S.
September 24, 2025 at 11:00 PM
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shimi.bsky.social
New zine: “Look Into My Eyes One Last Time”

A final love letter to the self I shed
A prayer for the creature. Becoming
A reckoning, a surrender. Homecoming

This is my deepest wish laid bare—needle, fur, breath, & mercy. Being held with a care I never found.

#AnimalHRT #Therianthropy #ShortStory
A hand-drawn black-and-white cover image in a sketchy ink style. At the top, large stenciled type reads: “LOOK INTO MY EYES ONE LAST TIME.” Below the title is a syringe and a small medicine vial labeled “LUPINEX – Therionyl – 5mL,” with a stylized eye logo on the label. The vial and syringe are crosshatched with vintage texture lines. Below the drawing, in handwritten script, is the phrase: “Homecoming, not vanishing” and the signature Shimi & Critter. [Art on Page] A detailed graphite drawing of a wolf’s eyes. One, the left is more formed than the right — indicating a near but not complete transition. The fur around them is dense and wispy, rendered in fine pencil lines that suggest softness and depth. The eyes are highly realistic and expressive, staring directly outward with intense, soulful focus. They seem alert but ancient—wide with instinct, watching as if waiting for something to begin. The drawing fades at the edges into blank white space, giving the eyes a floating, disembodied presence. Look into my eyes one last time Look into my eyes. Hold them close until you can see the last scrap of me — the part that counts thoughts in lists, that weighs choices against rules, that folds shame into tidy, human-shaped pockets. Watch it loosen. Watch the corners of doubt unhook themselves like small animals from a net and dart away. There is no melodrama here, no violent yanking; it slips. The human mind peels like old bark, and underneath, the thing that always was settles warm and terrible and simple. They give me the last injection in a room that smells faintly of cedar and lemon. No needles, no cold clinical lecture — only the careful hands of doctors, veterinarians and nurses who know which bones to cradle and which stories to leave untold. I breathe. I lost the ability to count days back. I let the bracing liquid be a gate, not an instruction manual. I do not want to name it; names are the thin net that caught me for years. The burn is a rumour. It goes through me sideways — a quiet rearrangement, like a convent bell that signals not death but a calling. My limbs answer first. They stop thinking of movement and begin to remember it: how to fold, to coil, to push. Tendons unlearn the polite phrasing of two-legged steps and curve toward the old, fourfold geometry of running. My hands tighten and flatten; the knuckles find a new logic. Fur prickles along my forearms as if a thousand small moths take flight together and settle again. Each hair is a note in a chord I’ve felt… no… known in my bones since childhood. Look again. See how the pupils widen, how the whites retreat like a shy moon. My last maps of metaphor — the maps that turned hunger into lists and longing into projects — dissolve. Where there had been a ledger of self, there is now only the immediate ledger of scent and sound and the earth’s exact tilt beneath my weight. I do not mourn the maps. I never used them as well as the human world predicted and as I pretended. Sound changes. Those little, trivial noises of the room condense into a chorus: the slow tick of breath in the person beside me, the whisper of fabric, the distant wet confluence of gutters. And underneath that: a low, patient life-frequency — root and soil and river. It is not music so much as an acknowledgment. I find I can hear the insect conversation inside the walls, the sap walking up the birch, the small, stupid heartbeat of a mouse two blocks away. There is an intimacy to it that is almost rude. Breath becomes work and worship at once. My ribcage narrows, then widens in ways I know but cannot name. Milk memories — a thing to shame into silence when human — rise like a tide: the cadence of suckling, the doctrinal simplicity of being called to feed and to protect. A swelling around my belly that is not fat but purpose. I think of my children who never were, of the packs I have loved in mute pieces. The notion of motherhood is larger than gender; it is a compass with teeth. My children! You are my children and you are my all! My jaw shifts. I feel the slow, inevitable rearrangement — a socket loosens, a hinge finds its voice. A tooth erupts where an organised thought had lived. The smell of iron, rain-damp soil, and sleeping bodies that have waited for me — flooding my mouth like saliva. Tears come and I do not know if they are human or creature; they taste of salt and release. There is a tenderness in my own trembling that I have never allowed before. Outside the window, someone whose scent I knew laughs and it sounds to me like a distant bell. The handlers murmur: careful, gentle, let her and her pack decide. My mouth forms the shape and bark of guttural assent I could not voice when I was wholly human. Somewhere a crate opens as if the world is taking a breath with me. They will test me further, yes. They will see whether my newness walks toward the wild or clings to the small, safe hands of fosterers who will teach me boundaries, how to pass in a world of paved things. I do not fear them. I am no longer wrapped in that ledger — of consent, of cost, of consequence. I am wrapped in appetite and mercy. The choice, if there is one, feels less like an argument and more like a direction: toward den or home, toward the kill lovingly taken or the bowl lovingly given. Look once more. There is no human drama in my eyes now — only depth, like a riverbed where stones remember every footstep. The last scrap of thought, the tiny librarian of my life who loved lists, things and order, exhales and steps back through the doorway we are leaving open. I feel it go, and where it is gone there is fullness, a pulse that answers the creature’s call without translation. This is not a loss. It is not my obliteration. It is the solving of a long, clenched equation. I am not lessened. I am finally the shape I have been learning. Look into my eyes, one last time. I am awakening. — Shimi & Critter @shimi.bsky.social
September 26, 2025 at 1:47 AM
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cheetah-spottycat.bsky.social
All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed. -- Richard Adams
September 16, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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zoo.wtf
The full moon is high up in the sky, and if you look closely, you might even see The Ark passing by overhead! This episode, #ZooTT is broadcasting from the stars with new zoo music from incredible artists! Plus, Aqua shares some helpful tips!

Check it out here!

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September 8, 2025 at 2:58 AM
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zoo.wtf
Awooooooo! Soon we’ll be launching into orbit and howling at the moon from SPACE! Get pumped for brand new music from your favorite zoo musicians, as well as exclusive tracks from new artists on the scene! #ZooTT is Go for Launch!
September 5, 2025 at 10:38 PM
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shiv950.bsky.social
Okay, there's another 1.53€ to donate to Aninova.

Also, our album is finally on Youtube now! :D
We heard that many people prefer it as a music listening platform over bandcamp, go check it out and maybe leave a nice comment!

LIKECOMMENTANDSUBSCRIBEANDHITTHEBELLAAH!

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Shiv - 10 Million Walkies
YouTube video by Shiv
www.youtube.com
August 12, 2025 at 6:33 PM
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zoo.wtf
Awoo! It's the full moon again! And that means it's time for another episode of #ZooTT! This month, we dug deep into our mailbag and accidentally did a whole episode with only emails! Oops!

Listen here:

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Oops! All Emails! 2025
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
August 9, 2025 at 10:46 PM
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shiv950.bsky.social
Heeeeeeey, our amazing friend zipwok just released his second album Paw Pads on Bandcamp!
❤️❤️❤️

Check it out, is has hits after hits on it!
Don't forget to support zooey artists and leave him a few bucks for the great work he did!

zipwok.bandcamp.com/album/paw-pads
Paw Pads, by zipwok
20 track album
zipwok.bandcamp.com
August 5, 2025 at 11:49 AM
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joabaldwin.com
Really neat style in this pilot for a series by @labirhin.art, a young Indonesian animator/musician. Check it out: www.youtube.com/watch?v=nULD...
MAU MAKAN APA? - Deus Ex Machina Pilot (Official English Dub) | Animated Series
YouTube video by Labirhin
www.youtube.com
August 2, 2025 at 6:52 PM
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zoo.wtf
Awoooo! Anthrocon is behind us, and the full moon is upon us! It's time for #ZooTT! It's Zoo Pride Day/Week/Month/Season, so we decided to do a Zoo Pride interview for all of the people who keep emailing, "How do I meet other zoos?"

Listen here!

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Zoo Pride 2025!
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
July 10, 2025 at 11:10 PM
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boobomberry.bsky.social
He's been transformed into a feral wolf and now has to go to his accounting job
September 27, 2024 at 2:38 AM
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foxes-in-love.bsky.social
A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are at the dinner table, with plates in front of them. Blue sticks his tongue out as he frowns at his meal, which Green looks at eagerly, having already finished his own. Blue: This was supposed to be "mild", but it's too spicy for me. Do you want it? Blue watches as Green sniffs the plate, smelling and inspecting the food keenly. Saying nothing, Blue looks mildly surprised as Green sticks his tongue out and scoops the entire meal into his mouth in one go. Still chewing, Green looks at Blue. Green: I can faintly detect traces of paprika.
June 16, 2025 at 12:49 PM
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zoo.wtf
And you may ask yourself, "Where is my beautiful, new episode of #ZooTT?" Right here, baby! This month, Aqua, Sigma, and Tarro discuss the Asymmetry of Bullshit. It's a pretty great episode! Check it out!

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The Asymmetry of Bullshit
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
June 14, 2025 at 4:20 AM
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zoo.wtf
Awooo! It's another full moon, and we've got another full #ZooTT episode for you!

This time, Mike the Dog and Toggle
talk agency and consent as they discuss the book Constructing Canine Consent.

Plus, new Dog Scientists and Shiv!

Listen here!

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Canine Agency and Consent
Yet another monthly podcast covering the zoophile community and all things zooey and wonderful!
zoo.wtf
May 13, 2025 at 4:35 AM
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herder1013.bsky.social
Dairy cows are naturally social animals, but are isolated in barns with concrete flooring or dirt pens, repeatedly inseminated. Each 9 month pregnancy leads to the newborn calf being taken away and, for male calves, slaughtered. The story is horror on a huge scale.
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The life of a dairy cow
The surprising truth about milk is hiding in plain sight.
www.vox.com
April 30, 2025 at 2:25 PM
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herder1013.bsky.social
“To know what death may mean to other animals is to take each life seriously. Consider the lives we treat casually: animals kept captive for entertainment, or killed for the sake of a soon-forgotten meal, whose suffering may be compounded by an awareness of death and loss.”
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How Animals Understand Death
Intimations of mortality are not ours alone
nautil.us
April 29, 2025 at 5:52 PM