I should have read more about how to secure it properly before testing it out. I took her out on the porch, only to have her severely spooked by the arrival of a neighbor. She jumped from my second floor balcony and broke free!
Whoa, this is a
big change to the story. First draft: Stephanie was trying to apply harness outside, cat ran off. Now: harness accidentally wasn't fastened, cat
jumped from the second floor.
Is this Stephanie trying to make herself look better? The first part, downplaying her idiocy with the harness, makes me think that. And then she swapped in a
jump from the second story to heighten the drama... but you can tell it's fake because she just ends with the cat coming back, not any kind of update on whether the cat was OK after that drop.
How come the cat doesn't get to try the harness again just because Stephanie screwed up? That doesn't seem like it's the cat's fault. Try it inside! I'm also curious how the cat is going to get into a tent, from an apartment, transported by a dipshit.
fake edit: other than fixing cow ailments and making your neighbor stop gossiping about you, folk magic is
huge on spells for finding lost things. Odd-not-odd that Stephanie's first impulse wasn't to put one of Sigyn's dropped whiskers on the threshold and draw runes around it.
Does she believe herself or not?
I will miss her inspecting my online purchases by sitting on the unopened boxes. It was one of her favorite things. (Opened boxes were no good) Sometimes I'd delay opening an Amazon order that wasn't immediately needed so she could keep cat-loafing on her cardboard throne.
My cat likes rubbing on unopened boxes, but my mom's cat LOVES packing material. If I get anything packed with kraft paper or newspaper, I bring it over for him to roll around and smell the smells of far-away lands. Then he tears strips off with his little teeth, chews them until they're spitty, and leaves them all over the house.
Neither of them are allowed to chew on the plastic bubble wrap that they crave, because I am a fascist.
You take the biggest bag, you put the other bags in that bag, you hang it on a doorknob. Good lord.
We already did this thread's sex demographics; with posts like this, we don't really have to ask about age.
Based upon my initial results, I had believed that I was Eastern Slavic (i.e., Ukraine, Russia), but in fact, I’m Western (Poland, Romania, Hungary). The differences are subtle, yet I still will do my due diligence to make sure I correct my knowledge gained thus far.
It's strange to me how magick and SJW intersect with DNA tests.
A private company emailed Stephanie a new infographic, so now she has to apologize to the totally-real deities she was completely having two-way conversations with, and tell them she can't worship them the same way she for-real was because otherwise Tumblr will get mad?
Wouldn't the ancestor spirits have been able to
smell her blood quantum, and eaten her soul about it, or at least told her "ur Swedish, lol" when she started doing Russian rituals?
HER CULTURE IS NOT A COSTUME