teresa fox magri 🦊💙
@tfoxmagri.bsky.social
I hate licking envelopes, my cats are people, I tend to miss the obvious, and I’m ready to resist for good people. I will not go gently.
Pro Roe 🐈🐿️🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️✌️🇺🇦 💍=
I make stuff w/ 🧵 & 🧶.
Fierce Mom & Nana, doula, settled into my Crone era. <Zero fucks left.
Pro Roe 🐈🐿️🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️✌️🇺🇦 💍=
I make stuff w/ 🧵 & 🧶.
Fierce Mom & Nana, doula, settled into my Crone era. <Zero fucks left.
Sacramento! We came out!
February 18, 2025 at 12:22 AM
Sacramento! We came out!
Squirrel demands eye-contact.
February 4, 2025 at 5:31 PM
Squirrel demands eye-contact.
Oh, hey. Where’s my nuts?
February 1, 2025 at 3:52 AM
Oh, hey. Where’s my nuts?
@nohomoflomo.bsky.social
Squirrel says welcome to Bluesky.
Squirrel says welcome to Bluesky.
January 18, 2025 at 2:24 AM
@nohomoflomo.bsky.social
Squirrel says welcome to Bluesky.
Squirrel says welcome to Bluesky.
Goodbye my sweet boy.
January 10, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Goodbye my sweet boy.
So, apparently, squirrels don’t like pistachios but they’re very considerate about it.
December 31, 2024 at 11:29 PM
So, apparently, squirrels don’t like pistachios but they’re very considerate about it.
Somehow, I’ve become a squirrel poster. But she’s just so effing cute.
December 28, 2024 at 6:11 PM
Somehow, I’ve become a squirrel poster. But she’s just so effing cute.
I’m too busy burying my nuts to worry about Christmas. Squirrel don’t care.
December 19, 2024 at 7:52 PM
I’m too busy burying my nuts to worry about Christmas. Squirrel don’t care.
My Christmas kitty. I mean, he’s already mine, not a gift but he is a gift just not a Christmas gift.
December 16, 2024 at 10:29 PM
My Christmas kitty. I mean, he’s already mine, not a gift but he is a gift just not a Christmas gift.
Now, it Christmas.
December 15, 2024 at 5:00 PM
Now, it Christmas.
Squirrel and girl.
December 8, 2024 at 10:38 PM
Squirrel and girl.
Squirrel don’t care.
December 1, 2024 at 9:30 PM
Squirrel don’t care.
Of all the snacks in all the world, these rock hard!
December 1, 2024 at 8:50 PM
Of all the snacks in all the world, these rock hard!
Moby. Just Moby. (And his squirrel, Sandy)
November 27, 2024 at 4:33 AM
Moby. Just Moby. (And his squirrel, Sandy)
Ezra. Because I didn’t get to name my son Ezra. So, there! (Bonus’ teeny tiny sister)
November 27, 2024 at 4:30 AM
Ezra. Because I didn’t get to name my son Ezra. So, there! (Bonus’ teeny tiny sister)