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Dog fan, cat fan, guitar fan, ancient history fan, criminal defense attorney.
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Would that be aneas and Achesis and the palladium?
January 4, 2026 at 10:27 PM
Man, that is pretty on the nose.
January 4, 2026 at 10:26 PM
Embalm, cremate, and bury. Take no chances.
January 3, 2026 at 2:42 PM
It means that they think he is probably cheating
January 2, 2026 at 7:05 PM
Two pets
Cat and dog on persian carpet
January 2, 2026 at 4:49 PM
Your concept has been anticipated. There used to be a bar in Los Angeles called… “Shady’s Alibi Lounge”
December 27, 2025 at 9:12 PM
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antlervel.vet Stella @antlervel.vet · Dec 17
Fish Poem
FISH POEM Stella Sacco My best friend in Catholic grade school, Tony, Lived on one side of the highway to Pittstield And between the sets of lanes, Set deep down a sharp incline, There was a little stream Running from one corrugated pipe to another And when I'd come visit we'd cross the road And we'd climb down And we'd get our hands and shoes wet And we'd hunt for cool rocks. But one day we found a big fish instead. It was in a pool slightly deeper and wider Than the rest of the stream And we were mystified. It was big, much bigger than we figured A fish in a stream that narrow should be. Not that we had ever seen a fish there before. It was alive and so still That we were able to reach into the water And stroke it And feel its slick scales And so we sang songs to it And we called it a gentle giant And it didn't swim away And we thought it was a miracle And we wondered where it would go from there And we went back inside. The next time I saw Tony I brought up our gentle giant And he looked at me with a sort of bladed pity And said "It was dying, dummy." He explained he had talked to his mom And his mom had said The fish came from somewhere else And had gotten stranded in that stream somehow And had nothing to eat anymore And not enough room to swim And the reason it didn't swim away from us Is because it couldn't swim away from us. It couldn't swim anywhere. We were the giants, not the fish, And we had played with it As it was dying. I got sad. Maybe it was able to go downstream, I offered. Tony countered with a "How?" For which I did not have a great answer. But I just think If I was dying, As l am every day, I would like someone Who thought I was miraculous To touch me And feel my soft skin And sing to me While I went.
December 22, 2025 at 11:23 PM