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Homophobia is killing our kids and I will never quiet about it.
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Yaaay o/ Marichat may #15
PS : there’s an Undertale reference if you haven’t seen it >:D !!!
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Today the lady behind me in line at the grocery store checkout politely tapped my shoulder and when I turned around she motioned toward my giant bundles of kale and asked: “what do you do with your kale? Do you cook with it, or make juice, or…?” And i admitted there in front of god and the world “oh I feed it to my peacocks.” And she just looked so taken aback that I said “I’m sorry that’s not the answer you were hoping for”
And that’s how I learned other people don’t really know what to do with kale either. We’re all pretty sure it’s edible, though.
People are sending me kale recipes like they honestly believe I will try to eat bird food
I’m sorry I’m hung up on the part where op owns peacocks
Purple ones:
And peahens. This one sleeps on a fluffy rainbow unicorn stuffed animal:
Her name is Artemis and she’s allergic to food.
This is Stan. His color morph is called Cameo so I named him Stan Lee:
He’s Artemis’ boyfriend.
They both love kale. I suppose someone’s got to.
#how do you even get peafowl
One day in my early twenties when I was full of hubris, I thought “man, I need peacocks.” So I went on eBay and bought a styrofoam incubator and 4 Peafowl eggs to go into it, and hatched them in my closet. And then I realized Oh no, I have peacocks, I did not think this through at all… But I had peacocks now (well technically one peacock and one peahen), so I was going to have to get my life together because they could not live in the closet of my room in my mom’s house.
So I talked to a friend and boarded them at her farm for a year while I got a job and bought a hobby farm and built them a living space in my backyard. I don’t have them anymore, although I have three of their descendants, plus nine others I’ve acquired along the way.
I don’t recommend this method to anyone, however. There are plenty of breeders around the US that have healthier and better birds than the ones selling eggs on eBay. In fact, I will be driving 30+ hours total to go pick up a baby girl for my birthday this year, from a bloodline that belonged to a friend of mine that passed away.
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