Maggie “the Mage” Horton
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Maggie “the Mage” Horton
@maggiemage.bsky.social
Recovering animator, production person. AD&D. CalArtie survivor. Loves stories, D&D, dinos, history, nature & magic! She/her/sir. Ally/Pan. BLM.
There were some good deals for Black Friday & I saved on some staples, which was really nice. But mostly, I had to opt out. I’m still paying for this little beast.
Worth it.
December 1, 2025 at 4:57 PM
We saw a possum in the flesh Friday night. Smokey Joel got to see him pass the window & was delighted.
November 30, 2025 at 4:09 PM
Still binging at every opportunity.
November 26, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Tomorrow. Maybe tonight? I’m already starting to lose it man.
November 25, 2025 at 5:05 PM
This weekend’s project was ice-dyeing a Sherpa-lined hoodie (which is only $20 on Amazon btw). If I could redo it, I’d have gotten a true blue powder dye, bc the end result was that the teal looked more green. Also woulda reversed directions & been less rushed.
November 24, 2025 at 1:56 AM
I came across these photos, almost exactly year apart (one from 2 years ago, the other a year ago) of Smokey Joel looking at me through the window. Yes, he is hissing at me in anger in the first 2 pic. Later, he is glowering & meowing in a demanding, loving way.
Oh how times have changed.
November 17, 2025 at 6:34 AM
Well the antibiotics seem to have saved Smokey Joel. Here he is grooming while doing his goofy-weird splits.
November 13, 2025 at 10:09 PM
The blue dogs of Chernobyl DEFINITELY got so blue by rolling in the remains of an old portable toilet, as is the leading theory. I can imagine them all doing pilgrimage to that hallowed ground of decades old, stinky-stank poops, & rolling in it with zesty relish!
November 7, 2025 at 5:26 AM
Just spent the only $200 I had in savings to save my cat that’s not even officially mine from getting pneumonia. May next year bring less financial desperation.
November 5, 2025 at 11:42 PM
23 days until I lose my frickin mind! This is by far my favorite paleo period; the late Pleistocene to early Holocene. I devour all content about it! I’m so excited!
November 3, 2025 at 4:21 PM
May you go to bed knowing that, somewhere in the world, this tiny poose-cat, Martina, is living a blessed life, doted upon by all who know her. Listen to her tiny squeak-squawking trills! Lookit her demanding glower. What a fine little cat.
October 28, 2025 at 6:18 AM
She’s so sweet, so tiny. I imagine that hobbits would have such tiny cats.
October 25, 2025 at 6:05 AM
It’s too tall. Think I’ll frog it to make it shorter & see how it goes. But the pattern was so fun!
October 22, 2025 at 2:53 PM
Lookit him! He looks like the most dog! My dog is also named Frank but he’s America’s shoutiest dog.
October 17, 2025 at 4:41 PM
He’s so baby.
October 14, 2025 at 11:05 PM
Tryna wake up this morning via stims & stimulants.
There’s no reason for me to be this tired, with 8 hrs of good sleep & unseasonably cold weather to energize me!
October 13, 2025 at 3:55 PM
My parents’ neighbors with the large fancy house gave l my parents/niece & nephews their Veloci-Tractor! What a kingly gift! My parents don’t have the grounds for driving that the neighbors do … so I get to watch my nephew terrorize the park this Sunday!
October 10, 2025 at 6:14 PM
Here’s some tiny wolluffs singing a good sing-song.
September 27, 2025 at 11:29 PM
What a fine Saturday we shall have in SoCal! This is adventure weather!
September 27, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Another night with lil Frank feets on my shoulder.
It doesn’t matter what kind of day I have, as long as I get to end it like this.
September 27, 2025 at 6:35 AM
… except maybe Smokey Joel on an old scrap of carpet outside in the mosquito-infested patio. This is his idea of sleeping out in nature. This is what he wants when I let him outside. He explores & inspects & then goes to claim his scrap of carpet, like there’s not a whole house of carpet inside!
September 24, 2025 at 6:48 AM
Here are some little Frank feets resting on my arm after a good stretch.
I cannot imagine a more comfy creature than a wiener dog at bedtime.
September 24, 2025 at 6:43 AM
Waiting for that frickin’ Sasquatch emoji & thinking I’d get this week, only to discover it’s not till next spring?!
All I want is to reply to my friends & especially my mother & aunts in particular with this emoji, & to label various things as this in my phone. It is the ultimate emoji.
September 20, 2025 at 12:56 PM
In other cat news, I seem to have earned the absolute adoration of Smokey Joel, and the feeling is mutual. This him lying on my chest, wanting head kisses.
I feel guilty on weekends because he is mostly alone.
September 20, 2025 at 6:33 AM
He will do this thing where he’ll follow of precede you down the stairs & swat at you if you move too fast! Only treats will appease him.
September 20, 2025 at 5:40 AM