nawyougood

tom-sits-like-a-whore:

furbearingbrick:

aimeefrommars:

septemberism94:

schim:

Cats who can’t figure out walls [x]

PLEASE TAKE YOUR CAT TO THE VET IF YOU SEE THEM DOING THIS BEHAVIOR OVER TIME.

It’s called “head pressing” and it occurs in dogs and cats. 

Head pressing is characterized by the compulsive act of pressing the head against a wall or other object for no apparent reason. This generally indicates damage to the nervous system, which may result from a number of varying causes, including prosencephalon disease (in which the forebrain and thalamusparts of the brain are damaged), or toxic poisoning.

http://www.petmd.com/cat/conditions/neurological/c_ct_headpressing

http://www.vet.cornell.edu/FHC/health_resources/toxoplasmosis.cfm (head pressing is listed as a symptom)

http://sevneurology.com/patients/clip-multilobular-osteochondroma (About a dog’s brain tumor but head pressing is listed as a symptom)

I wasn’t going to reblog this until I read the important caption dang thank you!!!

YOU JUST SAVED THE LIFE OF MY CAT THANK YOU!

SPREAD THIS LIKE WILDFIRE. THIS COULD SAVE YOUR KITTIE’S LIFE!

DOGS DO THIS TOO! Look out for your cats and dogs!

violentwavesofemotion
My anger left me as quickly as it had come, and again I felt weak.
“What is it then?” I asked. "There’s something. What is it?"
There was a silence, and then he replied, "Let’s say that from time to time you irritate me just a tiny little bit."
"That’s rather obvious," I said. "But I’d like to know why."
"You once explained to me that love isn’t everything for you," he said in a sudden burst of volubility. "All right. But then why do you insist on its being everything for me. You aren’t satisfied unless you are all that matters, unless nothing else exists for me but you, unless I devote my whole life to you while you sacrifice nothing of yours. It isn’t fair!"
 Simone de Beauvoir, from The Mandarins (via violentwavesofemotion)
humansofnewyork
humansofnewyork:

"The saddest moment of my life was when my son left for America. I begged him not to go, but it was no use. He was my son but also my best friend. He used to tell me everything, but all he tells me now is: ‘Don’t worry, I have a job. I’ll tell you everything when I get back.’ I think he just doesn’t want me to worry about him. Because I heard from his friend that he’s being badly mistreated."
(Mexico City, Mexico)

humansofnewyork:

"The saddest moment of my life was when my son left for America. I begged him not to go, but it was no use. He was my son but also my best friend. He used to tell me everything, but all he tells me now is: ‘Don’t worry, I have a job. I’ll tell you everything when I get back.’ I think he just doesn’t want me to worry about him. Because I heard from his friend that he’s being badly mistreated."

(Mexico City, Mexico)

humansofnewyork
humansofnewyork:

"I started working in the fields when I was five. After that, I worked construction for thirty years. Eight years ago, I was between jobs and I wanted to do something useful, so I started going to school. It took me 8 years to get through middle school, because I could only go to classes when work was slow, but I finished with a 9.3 out of 10. Now I’m moving on to high school. The toughest part is Algebra."
(Mexico City, Mexico)

humansofnewyork:

"I started working in the fields when I was five. After that, I worked construction for thirty years. Eight years ago, I was between jobs and I wanted to do something useful, so I started going to school. It took me 8 years to get through middle school, because I could only go to classes when work was slow, but I finished with a 9.3 out of 10. Now I’m moving on to high school. The toughest part is Algebra."

(Mexico City, Mexico)