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2023.06.05 09:38 artistique1 Vignerons

Claim: Vignerons
Claim type: Sedentary
Tech: Iron Age / Horse domestication, spoked wheel, writing, wine-making, heraldry
Economy/Population: Opt-in
The specific origin of the Vignerons (wine-makers) is not easy to pin down to one group or even one region. Indeed, much of what is today considered wine-maker culture is an amalgam of customs and traditions developed and co-oped over centuries.
It is at least known that the first of the Vignerons, the so-called 'Early Wine-maker Culture' (EWC), developed in the Po Valley region of Italy with the arrival of various Celtic tribes from the north and their contact and assimilation with the native Italic peoples. However, due to drought or war, the EWC migrated into the southern foothills of the Alps where they perfected their signature cultural marker, wine-making (a practice originally started in the Valley by their Italic ancestors), and eventually back into the Po Valley some few hundred years later.
Two hundred years ago, a disastrous war between two rival confederations of the Italo-Celtic peoples, one side of which included the Vignerons, saw great disruption in the way of life in the region, leading to depopulation due to emigration as many tribes migrated in nearly all directions. A splinter group of the early Vignerons first migrated into Illyria and Pannonia and eventually into the region of Thrace, where the wine-maker clans decided to finally settle, establishing small towns and villages that were each overseen by a 'petty lord' — this settlement of the region brought them into conflict with the native Thracian people who were conquered and subjugated and have since become an 'under-class', subject to the authority of foreign masters where the only option for social advancement is via service and education in the wine-maker way.
Today, the Wine-maker Confederation follows an oligarchic form of leadership where a 'judge' is elected from among the petty lords to serve as a sort of arbiter of justice and mediator. However, due to the growth in power of some lords, the pool of electables has continued to shrink as the wine-maker people develop into something more than a confederation of clans: a state.
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2023.06.05 07:46 ic3glufurr Update on Ghost
Just wanted to give you an update on Ghost! He's currently still at the vet, and they've been taking great care of him. They had to perform an enema on him twice since nothing came out the first time. Afterwards, they put him on an IV to help soften his stool, and he was able to pass some feces. However, there's still a bit remaining, as shown on his x-ray, and his bladder is slightly swollen. 😕
We're in the process of scheduling his surgery, but I need to pay a 50% downpayment first. Unfortunately, there's a slight hiccup with the donations on PayPal, as they're currently on hold. I've reached out to their support, but I haven't received a response yet. If anyone has any suggestions on how I can receive the donations sooner, I would greatly appreciate it! 🙏❤️
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2023.06.05 06:51 Leftyhomocapricorn97 recurring cheek swelling

Species: Canine Age: 12 y/o Male, intact Japanese Spitz (I think w/ pomeranian mix) body weight: 7.60 kg History: no previous major health issue, was prescribed some supplements for kidney and liver health plus RC Urinary S/0 dog food.. ~ recent blood work shows normal levels fo CBC, Kidney and liver Clinical signs: (recurring) cheek swelling (plus some gum reddening) duration: recurring swelling that comes and goes every few weeks general location: Philippines, Southeast Asia
Pic of swollen right cheek (taken at its worst state and most obvious angle)
Kidney and liver test
So for full context, he had his first ever dental cleaning done 2022 after I noticed his gums looked inflamed and there was tartar buildup already. He had okay levels for his blood results so we were on-board to put him under anesthesia. 5 teeth were also extracted and thankfully, he recovered just a few hours after and everything was fine after. We took better care of his dental hygiene except the brushing part cause he really doesn't let anyone brush his teeth. So around 9 months later, we noticed a small, round shaped swelling on his right cheek. He doesn't mind it and we even thought it's because of his sagging skin or wrinkles maybe? It stayed the same for a few weeks so we didn't think much of it. Then one day on March this year, we noticed that it got bigger and so I took him to the vet. The vet took some blood work and his cbc came back normal. The vet did not seem to be much worried about the swelling and just prescribed some Himpyrin to alleviate it. We also decided to do another dental cleaning because the vet thought that some tartar buildup is what's causing it. So he went under anesthesia again, one loose tooth was extracted (altho it was on the left side and the swelling was actually on his right cheek). They did not do an xray (which is now my huge regret) and just reassured me that the swelling will probably be resolved after he completes his round of antibiotics and analgesics. Now the selling did indeed go down after a few days and we thought it was completely resolved already. But two weeks after the procedure his right cheek got swollen again. It happened just overnight. it was really swollen and not normal. I consulted the vet again and they told me that if the swelling was resolved right after the procedure then there must be another underlying issue that causes it. But, we also thought it might just be an allergic reaction because we had fed him some small amounts of chicken and pork - which we also suspect sometimes gives him allergies. So the vet prescribed Himpyrin again for a week to see if it subsides and asks me to return if it doesn't get better. So after a week, thankfully the swelling improved and so we thought things are gonna be fine. We changed the brand of his dog food - made sure we only fed him safe, hypoallergenic healthy foods, and didn't even give him hard treats or something hard to chew on just to make sure his gums are fully recovered before we give him anything hard. Everything was fine. Fast forward to a month later, May 28 it happened again. Overnight, and there's the swelling again on his right cheek. We took him to the vet (a different vet this time but at the same clinic) and was advised he really needed to have his xray taken to know the root cause. He also mentioned it might be a sinus issue but he was more confident there must be an underlying dental problem. His cbc came back okay but was prescribed with antibiotics, analgesics, plus supplements (before we do the procedure) because his WBC is almost showing some level of infection but not much. He was eating well but was quite low on energy. I also noticed some swollen lymph node on his left jaw? But disappeared immediately after taking some of the meds. His condition improved greatl after taking the meds (less swelling and back to normal energy levels). Now he's taking his meds and doing much better, and the swelling has significantly improved. He is scheduled tomorrow for the procedure. I'm guessing his xray will be taken first before taking the next steps to solve the issue.
Now my issues are: ~ This will be the third time he will go under anesthesia in a span of 12 months.. given his age I'm just worried if he'll still make it this time okay. He's still generally very healthy and active tho, just really having some issues on his mouth... he eats well drinks well and poops well. but I guess I don't really have a choice since it's the only way we can help him.. Plus the vet gave me the go-signal because his blood test for liver and kidney came back within the normal range.. (altho his BUN is almost close to the minimum required level) ~ What if his xray shows no issue on his mouth at all? What other possible diagnosis can it be? and what other tests can we do to determine the root cause of the issue? If it's indeed a sinus issue, what's the next step? Wouldn't the bloodwork already have shown if it's actually a sinus issue? ~ I'm just so stressed and worried between him getting under anesthesia again and locating the real issue of this recurring swelling 'cause I also don't want him to keep taking anti-inflammatory meds as a temporary solution...
Conclusion: I guess I'm just looking for some advice or stories from your previous experience similar to this... Can it be diet related? Any other form of allergies?
Any help would be greatly appreciated ❤️ So sorry for the looong post ✌️
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2023.06.05 06:49 runcmd99 My recently rescued 8 year old Border/Collie lab mix has several skin tags that don’t seem to bother him. However, I just noticed a large one on his leg that sticks out like a pimple.

My recently rescued 8 year old BordeCollie lab mix has several skin tags that don’t seem to bother him. However, I just noticed a large one on his leg that sticks out like a pimple.
I already have a vet visit scheduled for next week, and if it seemed to bother him at all I would have travelled to take him to the closest 24/7 animal hospital.
Roscoe is the first dog I’ve ever owned myself so I’m a little unsure as to how worried I should be about this.
It doesn’t seem to bother Roscoe at all and he doesn’t mess with it. However, it’s the only mark on his body he has like this. It comes out about 2 inches from his body and has the feel and consistency of a pimple, but larger. He also doesn’t react at all if I touch it.
I’m just terrified that it’s a tumor, so if anyone has any experience with their dog having a mark like this, I would greatly appreciate any advice or insight.
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2023.06.05 06:16 SoupRonin 31 [M4F] Washington state/Online/Anywhere?/Gamer friend?/Same timeline?/Idk where I'm going with this - Ravioli ravioli, give me a gamer frienduoli. Good title. 🤡 👍

Hello, I am a 5"11, chonky, bearded, long curly-headed, hoody-loving, pale-looking, avoider of the sun, loser doofus type guy. Just looking for like-minded people to hang out with. Stuff like gaming or watching movies/tv shows. Maybe even form a long-lasting connection if I'm lucky lol. Sorry if my post is long and confusing. I am not very good at this. Please don't hurt me, I am fragile. 😤
Pros and interests:
Annnnnnd onto the cons *clears throat and shifts glasses*
There aren't a lot of things people can do over the internet, so please be somewhat interested in gaming or watching stuff online? I've been playing a lot of random roguelike games such as Gunfire Reborn and Dead Estate. Some of my favorites are The Binding of Isaac: Rebirth and Skul: The Hero Slayer. My go-to chill game of course is Stardew Valley cause that game is well... chill lol. I don't play FFXIV, Valorant, DbD, or Minecraft. Sorry, just never got into those games. I have PLENTY of other games of course. Or we could watch movies or binge some shows/anime. Really lacking in anime watching lately so I need to get cracking on that lol. I don't mind if you are clingy. Punch me in the face and call me crazy I guess. You probably should have a sense of humor cause I'll say dumb shit that I think is funny. You probably should like memes and be ok with awkward quiet moments. I'll also say random shit to break the ice. Be ready. e_e
I'm not saying all that stuff is the be-all-end-all for me, but lately, I find that most people that message me end up not having similar interests at all. Which is kind of a bummer.
I'm also trying to work on myself. And that can be a drag lol.
Despite sounding like a REAL MONSTROSITY OF A PERSON... I'm actually not that bad. I'd like to think I can make people laugh if you get me talking. Send a PM if none of this has scared you away lol. Please write something more than "hi". I most likely won't respond if you don't give me something to work with lol. Just give me a small basic rundown of yourself, please. No pressure!
"This would look good if it didn't look so awful." me looking at myself in the mirror.
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2023.06.05 06:11 chrisor97 [PS5] Horse Tales: Emerald Valley Ranch - Day 1 Edition - PlayStation 5 is $28.20

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2023.06.05 05:27 DemonCatthrowaway Constant Unprovoked BITING

If this cross-post isn't allowed here please let me know, but I really need help. I have a 1 year 2 month old cat named Sam. I have him since he was 3 months old. He bites me unprovoked constantly. I am at my wits end with this, I don't know why he keeps biting me and I don't know how to fix it. He actually just bit me a few minutes ago, I cleaned up my bleeding hand, sobbed about it to my husband, and then I found this sub.
Some background I guess: He was always a biter, but I thought it was because he was a kitten and because I wasn't respecting his boundaries (I wanted to snuggle with him. He did not). I learned his cues of when he's uncomfortable and about to bite and backed off. Which is all the time, he doesn't like being touched at all. But for months now he will bite me unprovoked. Like I'll be sleeping and he'll attack me, or sitting at my desk and he'll bite. I'll be playing with him and he'll go past the toy and bite my arm. Like I cannot stress enough, I'm not screwing with the cat or depriving him of anything, he just bites me for no reason.
In no particular order I have tried positive reinforcement with treats, distracting with a toy, clicker training, putting him in a different room when he bites, getting hundreds of dollars worth of new toys and "environment enhancements", scheduling when to play with him throughout the day, ignoring him, giving him extra attention, giving him time outs, the Feliway optimum calming pheromones, CBD treats, food for hyper cats, feeding him at night, feeding him in the morning, leaving food out constantly, the vet recommended more play and more toys so I did that, he also has Sam on 5mg of Prozac daily, I even used the freaking spray bottle just praying Sam would leave me alone.
There are no (certified) cat behaviorist in my area. I'd get a virtual one but have no idea if it'll be worth the cost. Google just tells me I need to play with him more. I've read countless articles provided by my vet on how to stop aggressive behavior, I feel like I tried everything and nothing. is. working.
I know Sam will never be an affectionate cat, if he wants to never interact with me again I'll be happy with that. I am honestly scared to be in the same room as him because of this. He's locked in the bathroom right now (with food, water, litter, don't worry) because I was sleeping and he just jumped on the bed and attacked me.
Please give me something I haven't tried. Once my vet is open tommrrow I'll give them a call, but I can't help feeling like a failure for wanting to drug him into a zombie to make him leave me alone. Please someone tell me I'm doing something wrong and this can be fixed.
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2023.06.05 05:26 EmmarJay My great grandfather has been missing for over a century. I know what happened to him.

The day seemed like it would be ordinary until the aeronautical community’s most sought after document showed up on my doorstep.
It came wrapped in brown kraft paper tied off with twine, and the exterior packaging had no return address nor any indication of a postage stamp. It was as though it had been simply bundled up and dropped into my wall-mounted mailbox by a random passerby.
No part of me was willing to surrender the strange parcel without opening it first. Regardless of who its contents truly belonged to, my eyes would be the first to see it. I removed the twine and then dug a thumb under a fold in the packaging paper before clawing it away to expose a brown tan notebook circa 1900. It was full grain buffalo leather with a crisscross of cord for the spine and a thick hand cut string keeping it sealed shut.
When I undid the string, the pages that had been gripped tight by the leather fanned out gently then returned to their original position, my eyes landing on the front page. It was without a printer’s mark and read in big handwritten type: “THE DIARY AND RECORD OF HENRY H. HELGELAND.”
I knew in that instant the package was in the hands of who it was rightfully sent out for. Not just because I’d recently lost my job as an associate at our city’s art museum but because of a separate, much deeper connection to the diary’s author.
Perhaps it’s in my best interests to turn it over to the National Archives, or the US Arctic Research Commission, or maybe even the U.S. Capitol Visitor Center, but at the risk of seeing it blue-penciled to death, I’ve elected to instead share it here and now.
The world needs to know what happened.
Henry H. Helgeland — my great grandfather — was a severe looking man with a walrus mustache and a bone to pick with anyone who ever doubted him. He was born in Oakland, California in 1871 and was, by all available accounts relayed to me, well-behaved and well-liked. His father worked a lucrative job in the shipping industry, transporting timber between San Francisco and the Central Valley. Two years into Henry’s life, his mother would contract a fatal case of diphtheria and die shortly thereafter; when he was old enough to understand what had happened, Henry “yearn[ed] fervently for a reunion to mend [his] great anguish and sorrow.”
Near the turn of the 20th century, Henry attended Stanford University’s Department of Mechanical Engineering, where he learned everything from thermodynamics to machine design. But it was a lecture about polar transportation that would ultimately kindle his interest in a separate enterprise: arctic exploration. Indeed, the race to the North Pole was well underway, with naval officers, geologists, and aeronauts around the globe vying for the chance to make history. My great grandfather, like many of his peers, propounded the theory that he, and he alone, would be the first to reach the Great White North.
In 1895, Henry graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in mechanical engineering and sought to expand the member list of the so called Ascension Society, a student organization he’d assembled to aid engineering graduates with materials science. Many of its constituents had engaged in research projects and experimental setups to hone their craft of mechanical systems, but in time, however, the venture would instead prove a hotspot for investors and philanthropists. Donations averaging up to $5,000 helped fund and promote the fantastic ambitions of my great grandfather. So long as the Ascension Society was gracing him with their support, he’d be the first to reach the North Pole.
In early 1898, armed with enough capital, Henry used the proceeds to purchase the materials required for the balloon.
A notable circus at the forefront of traveling attractions in the early twentieth century was The Fielding Troupe. With its impressive lineup of talent — from fire eaters and aerialists to equestrians and strongmen — the ensemble drew crowds from nearly every town in western America during its historic run. Its wide reach would ultimately reel in many notable faces, including my great grandfather.
Prior to a performance in Oakland, the Fielding Troupe led a procession through the town around Stanford University, announcing their arrival with a parade of wagons, floats, and animals. The strategy, as it were, was to drum up as much publicity and fanfare as possible. Evidently it worked, as a healthy fraction of the faculty and student body at Stanford made the trip over to Oakland in order to see the troupe in action.
Surrounding their arena with two hundred feet of heavy duty tent canvas, the troupe put on a show for the ages the night Henry was in attendance, with extravagant acrobatics, trained animal performances, and a special appearance from Curtis the Clown. Following a skillful display of juggling and good natured audience ribbing, Curtis’s master stroke was an intricate stunt involving balloons and wire flying. Firstly, he would inflate several multi-colored balloons and tie them off with string, securing them firmly in his grip. They served as a flashy distraction from the piece of flexible metal snaking out from the harness he had concealed under his equally flashy costume. Then, with a whisper of strength, a couple stagehands hoisted the balloon-carrying clown thirty feet into the air to make it appear as though he was levitating by virtue of the balloons alone. A separate performer — a marksman — showed off his sharpshooting skills with a Winchester model rifle and gunned down the balloons, exploding each one as the stagehands loosened their hold on Curtis’s harness until he was eased to the ground.
Henry watched the routine with eager delight. Seeing Curtis the Clown float above a hundred or so onlookers helped stir within him a plan. The ceiling of the Big Top Tent where Curtis had concluded his ascent represented more than the centerpiece of a traveling circus.
“Ascendancy,” Henry muttered to his wife Ruth. “This is how we get to the top of the world.”
The spherical vessel measured sixty-five feet in diameter, with a capacity of over 200,000 cubic feet. Its construction was overseen by Henry and a couple french engineers who installed in its gondola three berths and ample ballast to keep it stable. The gondola, a carefully constructed assemblage of wicker and chestnut wood, was built as such to bar any interference to the magnetic instruments of the explorers. Keeping it shielded against severe weather conditions was a varnished silk calotte and a vaselined net composed of over four-hundred hemp cords. A bamboo pole was attached bellow the carrying ring to attach the side sails and, perhaps most notably, the balloon was fitted with hemp and cocoa nut fiber guide ropes to help steer and maintain a consistent altitude.
After two years of exhaustive construction, work on the balloon was completed in 1900. Henry named it Ascension, after the society that funded its creation.
What follows are several selected passages lifted directly from Henry’s memorandum, transcribed by me. The first entry reads:
“At nine o'clock on the forenoon, May 5, 1900, under the auspices of the Ascension Society, we embarked from the 71st parallel on our quest of the Pole. Our great journey sets off from Point Barrow, Alaska following a grueling adventure aboard the steamer Sursum. I, Henry Helgeland, travel forth, accompanied by Charles Ringvold, esteemed navigator, and Edward Meyer, long celebrated physician, into the arctic wilderness. Together, our efforts will generate a most formidable team and an unwavering spirit. We will ascend.”
Indeed, the SS Sursum disembarked from a port in San Francisco in mid May of that year; it offered easy access to the Pacific Ocean and sailed through the Bering Strait, covering over 3,000 nautical miles before reaching Point Barrow on July 2.
When the balloon took off, carried by a fierce north east wind, it was to a thunderous applause from those that had come to bear witness to the bold endeavor. Among them were crew members of the SS Sursum, high ranking associates of the Ascension Society, and carpenters tasked with helping the balloon reach its initial phase of liftoff.
As it elevated to 300 hundred feet and passed around an onlooking whaler, Henry was reported to have shouted: “To the top of the world, hurrah!”
36 hours would elapse before a second entry was made.
“July 4, 1900, Lat. 77° 48' N, Long. 143° 4' W. We are soaring at a height of 600 feet above the Earth's surface, traveling at a speed of approximately seven kilometers per hour. Our morale remains similarly aloft. Charles relayed to me that, God willing, we anticipate reaching the pole in roughly 800 miles. Beyond the drag ropes lending their ballast to our journey, optimism is our guiding force. We will ascend.”
Turbulent air currents had a different plan in mind, however.
“July 5, 1900, Lat. 80° 8' N, Long. 138° 37' W. Alas! Our aerial journey came to an abrupt halt yestereve on the 80th parallel. We voyaged as many as 500 miles before a forceful downdraft spun our vehicle on its vertical axle and compelled it into a sharp descent; we had lost what we estimate to be just over 100 cubic feet of gas.
“Edward suffered severe injuries during the initial impact and claims his vertebrae have been shattered, leaving him immobile. We’re at the mercy of the floe on which we now rest, at the mercy of the Polar Sea. Should we face the specter of death, we shall meet it with unwavering honor. We will ascend.”
“July 6, 1900. We find ourselves solitary in the barren expanse, accompanied only by bergs, ice-fields, and majestic glaciers. Our rations encompass a container’s worth of hardtack, enough salted beef for approximately one week, canned stew, dried apricots, some chocolate bars, and seven bottles of ale.
“Edward’s outlook remains grim; he suspects he’ll never walk again. In witness of his current state, I’m beginning to share in such apprehensions. Edward, whom we have reposed on on of our sledges, fears that the opportunity to make known the great love he holds for his mistress Rebecca is one he’ll never be granted. ‘You shall be reunited at once,’ I assured him. ‘Our journey to triumph will not be thwarted by minor inconveniences.’
“We’ve plotted the course to our next destination: that being Herschel Island, located off the coast of Canada in the Beaufort Sea. Charles — who shares in Edward’s dismay — estimates a three month footslog spanning just under one thousand miles is in store for us, perhaps more given Edward’s ailment. I am determined to see this mission to its completion, yet survival remains a paramount desire. Who’s to recount our extraordinary journey should we fail?
“While establishing our encampment and scouting the local flora of the area for additional sources of sustenance, I happened upon a plant of an unknown species. Half a meter tall, bulbous tubers, and thin roots terminating in clusters of white flowers; intuition suggests this is a water hemlock, which precludes it from edibility. Nevertheless, I shall regard this finding as one of great fortune. A portent of divine value. We will ascend.”
Two days later, gold prospectors off the Alaskan coast at Nome beach were in the process of emptying their sluice boxes when from the sky flew a carrier pigeon directly to their mining site. It bore a label with the inscription “Helgeland” and contained the following dispatch:
“July 7, 1900. First dog watch. Three southerly traveling carrier-pigeons were sent off at approximately 7 h. 40 p.m. Pacific Standard Time, the following among them. This is Rear Admiral Charles Ringvold of the United States Navy and the Helgeland Balloon Expedition of 1900. Our hopes of reaching the pole have been reduced to naught. Assistance urgently needed. Our destinies have hitherto been unknown, and now my fears have been actualized. GO IN TERROR OF HENRY HELGELAND. He is not who he proclaims to be. I volunteered for a man of honorable stature and venturesome drive. The man before me betrays neither.”
The remainder of the message was a hasty scrawl, decrypted only by the best in linguistics and modern codebreaking.
The communication was immediately passed off to the Smithsonian Institution, where word fell within the earshot of Ascension Society proponents and additional members of the US Navy. A follow-up expedition — a rescue team led by Captain S. P. Matthews — was put together at once with the authorization of the Secretary of War.
Months later, after a congressional bill introduced to secure grant funding for arctic exploration — and thereby a rescue mission for Helgeland’s lost expedition — was successfully passed, the USS Greenwich departed from the San Francisco Naval Shipyard with a crew of thirty boatswains, medics, and deck officers among others.
What they would ultimately uncover puzzled them all.
“July 7, 1900. The team has fractured. We are without our provisions and without the morale that has served us thusly.
“Charles and I set upon the pursuit and capture of a walrus, a most strenuous task in the Arctic Circle. Furnished with a Winchester model .40-82, the sport skews in our favor but we are in no short supply of peril. These are one ton beasts with the strength of a hundred strongmen as they stave the ice, and yet it is not them I should have feared.
“’I can’t allow you to proceed further.’ I heard the click clack racket of the Winchester as Charles chambered a round and raised the rifle, training its twenty inch barrel toward my back after I had volunteered — quite ignorantly — to take the vanguard.
“’Charles?’ I managed between clattering teeth.
“’You’re a man of bold stature. An honorable man at that. But not honorable enough to die for. And that’s it, Henry. I will not die for you.’
“’You speak out of distress, not rationality.’
“’I’m as rational as one permits when I say we won’t all make it to Canada. You can’t expect us to sledge Edward for the next month and retain our strength. Our sanities.” I could hear him gulp, ‘our lives.’
“’You’re not who you say you are.’ I realized in that moment. ‘Not even an ensign would renounce his own crew. Who are you really, Charles?’
“His credentials were a farce; a clever scheme to scrape through the expedition’s vetting process. He was no navy-man nor expert nor navigator and if you piled his life’s accomplishments on top of one another, they’d be equal to that of a cretin.
“’Doesn’t matter any more, Henry.’
“’Then why haven’t you shot me?’
“I sensed beyond his terror a hint of reluctance and felt within him the trepidation of an amateur. The man had never wielded a firearm in his life and wouldn’t start hence.
“’In Your infinite mercy, hear my prayer. In Your boundless grace, grant me Your forgiveness,’ he muttered below his breath. I could’ve believed he’d have squeezed the trigger if not for the unexpected convulsion that suddenly brought him to his knees. Befallen by the strange attack, Charles unhanded the Winchester and collapsed to the ice in the midst of a crippling seizure. And in a matter of moments, he had succumbed to death.
“With some activated charcoal or perhaps an emetic, he could have eluded such a painful demise. I stepped over to look upon his body, his pupils dilated to the size of dimes. Reviewing the immediate symptoms, intuition tells me he’s become the latest victim of hemlock poisoning, the kind of amateur mistake I’d expect from someone such as Charles. Ideal timing, if I may speak candidly.
“Hope remains alive. I will ascend.”
Investigators with the crew of S. P. Matthews found everything except answers.
It took them all of three months to zero in on the campsite left behind by Helgeland’s expedition. Any prospect of finding the balloon itself was dropped by the wayside to preserve manpower and time.
The camp was discovered on the 79th parallel, not in any particular state of disarray but with enough evidence to suggest conflict had broken out between the members. Edward was discovered in a tent with the rest of the rations and a bullet hole stamped in the side of his head. There was no telling how long he’d been dead for.
Forty-five meters away from the camp, buried under a stalagmitic gathering of ice and snow, was the body of Charles Ringvold. A followup inquiry would prove my great grandfather’s claims that he was a fraud, but like Charles himself, the truth is buried deep under the surface. Edward and Charles are commemorated for their failed — albeit honorable — efforts in the face of great opposition.
The body of my great grandfather, however, was never found. Theories thus abound in the saga of Henry H. Helgeland and we are no more the wiser now than we were a century ago. He is remembered for murdering his men in cold blood, deserting them, and then yielding to the elements somewhere in the frozen hell of the arctic. The carrier-pigeon message sent by Charles corroborated the apparent facts.
But I know the truth. Because only I have the answers.
“July 8, 1900. All that remains is me, for everyone else has vanished. Edward and I regaled each other with stories of our mistresses as night fell upon our place in the arctic wasteland. Rebecca, Edward’s beloved, works as an expert seamstress in San Francisco and will no doubt be devastated when news of his fate reaches her. But the great memories they shared together, I assured him, will serve her well in the years to come.
“‘You shall be reunited at once,’ I whispered to him once more before executing the dying man with the Winchester. It is my turn to face whatever awaits me on the ice.
“My great anguish and sorrow have been mended.
“Ruth is calling to me now. Our son promptly requires our presence.
“I shall go to them."
The fruitless search for my great grandfather peaked at last with the unearthing of a path of footprints snaking away from the tent where Edward’s body lay. Investigators followed them for approximately ten meters before they abruptly ceased. Captain Matthews is quoted as saying: “it was as though the walker had simply floated away.”
And indeed, it was our family that won in the end, for my great grandfather received exactly what he wanted. The final, undated entry of his diary is comprised of but three simple words:
“I have ascended.”
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2023.06.05 04:53 CreamyShrimpGnocchi Is this bump near my dog’s spay tattoo normal?

Is this bump near my dog’s spay tattoo normal?
Note: I am calling the vet to schedule an appointment first thing in the morning. I just want to know if anyone else has seen this or has good news so I can maybe sleep well tonight.
We adopted our dog 6 months ago and at that time she had a very small bump next to her spay tattoo. I didn’t think anything of it but petting her today it’s suddenly way bigger than it was before. She gets daily belly rubs so this had to have happened very recently.
I had assumed the small bump was just a scar from the incision but now that’s it’s so much bigger I’m worried. Has anyone seen this before? It does not seem to bother her at all to have it touched, even with moderate pressure and she is acting normally.
More information in case it’s relevant:
Age: 6 years old
Breed: American Pit Bull Terrier
Sex: Female
Weight: 53 lb
Puppies: She kinda had “mom nipples” but we do not know for sure if she’s had puppies or when she was spayed.
Medical history: Had a growth removed from her hip while at the animal shelter. We were told that the shelter “didn’t 100% know what it was but had it removed before it could become an issue.”
I know nobody here can replace vet advice, but I’m not going to be able to rest tongiht until they open and just want some reassurance if it exists.
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2023.06.05 04:49 Tashyd046 Adopted “Steve” today and the conditions of him and (mainly) his enclosure have me quite upset.

Adopted “Steve” today and the conditions of him and (mainly) his enclosure have me quite upset.
I’m not even sure what kind of advice I’m looking for, or if this is more of a vent. My friend recently posted on Snapchat that her boyfriend was rehoming his Python due to busy schedule. Since my Cornsnake recently passed, I jumped on the opportunity.
I picked him up today and… wow. It STINKS. I’m not sure if the enclosure has ever even been cleaned- there’s shed all over and mold below the water dish. The enclosure is too small, and there’s not enough substrate for burrowing. The hide is made of duct tape and cardboard, which I’m not too knowledgeable regarding the safety of but seems iffy with the humidity. I know I avoid it with my spiders.
The snake himself seems very anxious and dehydrated; still has shed pieces on him here and there.
Now, I’ve never owned a Ball Python specifically, but I know my fair share about snakes in general (and, of course, researched thoroughly before adopting) and this isn’t right.
I’m currently setting up a larger enclosure with clean substrate, water, and enrichment. Tomorrow, he’s going to the vet.
Anything else I might be spacing on or don’t know about? What can I do to make him less anxious, or acclimate better? I’ve never adopted older than a juvenile.
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2023.06.05 04:30 EarthAngelHalo Rescued a horse in Central America

Rescued a horse in Central America
I was in Nicaragua looking at buying a house, but ended up buying a horse. When I drove my motorbike past the skinniest horse in the world. She let me approach her after about 10 minutes. Her back was oozing from her owners putting a wooden saddle on her to carry water buckets. According to locals, she’d walk alone for hours to and from her home to graze along the Highway. The first evening she let me pull hundreds of ticks from her ears, mane, between teats, and around anus. She let me do this every day for a few days until I couldn’t find any more ticks. Day 2 a vet cleaned her wounds and took blood samples to test her for a type of equine disease (forget the name but If positive he’d euthanize her bc it was contagious to other horses). I started calling her Winnie bc she would call to me in excitement each day I’d visit her along the Highway. (I’d bring horse feed, bananas, watermelon etc). I finally spoke to a local who knew where her owners lived. I walked a sandy path for 2 hours and found a little “house” with walls of plastic sheets tied to tree posts. This family happily sold their horse to me for $60usd. A local let me keep her in their field for a month until I found a place for her long term and I gave them money to pay a caregiver each day. I bought a trailer for her and moved her off the island of Ometepe and onto a horse farm in Limón. Two months after I rescued Winnie, the farm owner texted me the news that I was a grandma! My skeletal horse was pregnant when I first met her. Isn’t that wild and so sad? Anyway, the farm owners named her Julia because she was born in July. After two years, I told the farm to keep Win and Jules since it was too costly to import both to the US. I have an open invitation to visit them and I’m hoping to make the trip soon.
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2023.06.05 04:27 deeragunz_11 I sold my horse yesterday and now I have mixed feelings.

My horse is a wonderful horse, he truly felt special in my eyes. I just didn't have a mental or financial capacity to keep him anymore and he was starting to get sick, I monitored him for days until I had no choice to call the vets and found out that he had colic, it was apparently mild and he just needed some bute and electrolytes.
I was getting really fustrated at the agistor and how I felt like I was being taken advantaged of given he knew that I am not wealthy but was milking every opportunity to get some money out of me, he would buy hay bail without letting anyone know and would charge me for it, he would keep insisting that my horses hoofs need to be done again when they were just done there other week, that's another 80 dollars, it just all adds up and it was starting to become toxic.
The worst part is that, when they vets came that day to check on my horse, he dominated the entire conversation like as if that was his horse, so much ego I didn't understand why, he had no problem of me paying of course, but after I pulled out 400 dollars,the agistor tells me thinking this was funny that I'm "400 dollars poorer now". The vet strictly said do not give him hard feeds for 3 days only grazing and grass but guess what, when I went home, I was told by other agistees that he gave him some feed, wtf.
My partner is a dedicated horse trainer and much more experienced, my horse was a gift from my partner, at that time I was able to care for my horse financially and also give him time, but hey life happens. After all that commotion, I had the strongest but feeling to sell my horse and sign over ownership to my partner, where he can train him at levels where he will progress.
The agistors ego is so arrogant that when the vet said that my horse was healthy and fine, the agistor was adamant about him gaining more weight, more weight equals more food, more food means for pay for him.
Sorry if this was long but I needed to let this out!
I cried last night because I am seperated from my horse but I'm happy that he's with someone that I trust and will give him a good life.
TLDR: Horse got sick, agistor was being an ego maniac, kept trying to milk money from me, vets came treated my horse, after a hard decision I sold my horse to my partner.
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2023.06.05 04:25 Efficient-Till-7271 Picky eater or just self regulating?

Picky eater or just self regulating?
I have this lil terrier mix and she is a very sweet and nervous dog. One thing that recently started (after visiting my family) was that she doesn’t really want to eat that much.
If I sit down with her, she will. If I hand feed her, she’ll eat most of it if we act like we’re training. My partner as mimicked eating her kibble to get her more interested. We’ve used bone broth, I started putting frozen veggies she likes on it, and even switched foods a couple of times. She almost went three days not really eating when I left for a trip recently. I honestly don’t know what to do. We have a vet visit scheduled but my partner thinks she is just self regulating and if she isn’t gaining or losing substantial weight she’s fine.
I’ve only had very food driven pets before so it’s a little odd to me to have to figure out ways to make a pet eat
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2023.06.05 03:44 Perplexed_peanut Experience and applying questions

Hi! Background - I'm looking to apply for vet school in about 3 years. I just graduated hs with 40 credit hours to my undergrad degree. I'm going to one of my states universities and have a couple questions. Right now my college GPA is a 3.0 and I'm hoping to have about a 3.5 when I graduate.
  1. Is a 3.5 GPA good enough for vet school?
  2. Do extracurriculars involving animals like polo help my application?
  3. Do jobs like a doggy daycare attendant help my application?
  4. Does having experience with animals all around help my application? (Ex been riding horses for about 8 years now)
  5. Do I have a better chance at getting accepted to the same university that I did my undergrad in for vet school?
Answers to my questions and any other tips or tidbits would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!
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2023.06.05 03:39 Certain-Ferret3692 Seeking Advice for Preparing My Pup for Spaying Surgery

Hi everyone, I'm reaching out to this community in hopes of gathering some advice and tips. My 1-year and 3-month-old Lab is scheduled to be spayed next week, and I'm trying to prepare as best as I can to ensure her comfort and speedy recovery. I've already consulted with our vet and have a general idea of what to expect, but I'm interested in hearing from those of you who have gone through this with your own pups. I'm wondering if there are other items or strategies that you found helpful during this process. Here are a few specific questions I have: How did you manage your dog's activity levels during the recovery period? How did you handle the first few nights post-surgery? Did you stay up with your dog, or did they sleep through the night? Any tips for helping your dog adjust to wearing a cone? Do you recommend any other options ? Any advice or tips would be greatly appreciated. I just want to make sure I'm doing everything I can to make this process as smooth and comfortable as possible for my girl.
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2023.06.05 03:13 Big-Tomatillo-5920 The hits keep coming

My post is about a female deaf boxer approximately 8 years old 45lbs. I got a rescue puppy and my poor girl got giatdia and kennel cough from him. We got through that. I had to board them for 6 days to visit 90year old father. I boarded with the emerg vet that we use, they have a boarding business When ui picked her up she had dome bloody diarrhea. I didn't panic cause I know she was stressed. She had intermittent diarrhea over the next couple of weeks. I noticed she had lost weight while boarding. Her appetite wasn't great. I took her to my vet and saw whe lost 5 lbs in a month and a half!!!! I scheduled an ultrasound, but the following day her fecal came back positive for hookworms!!! I canceled the ultrasound since I figured the culprit was the hookworms. Gave her dontral plus on Friday. Saturday her poop firmed up and her appetite was good. Sunday am she ate well and had firm poop. In the afternoon she had liquid diarrhea ending with clear mucus and vomited. Went to emerg vet and the gave me metronidazole.
Why would she get sicker AFTER hookworm treatment. The vet said the worms could be dying off. Not sure I buy it. I am worried for her. Also she has some sort of raised bumps on rear leg. I had a large one asperated last week and the vet looked at the bumps and took a scraping. Lump benign and no mites or anything. Could this be related?
I'm at my worst end.
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2023.06.05 02:15 slurpeestar I hate my boyfriend's dog.

I (20F) absolutely can't stand my bf's (20M) dog...
For context, I moved in with my bf and his parents right after I turned 18 due to having to leave an abusive home. I knew he had a dog (pug) but I was never made aware of the dog's behavioral issues + separation anxiety. I am also autistic, physically disabled, and I experience misophonia.
Dog is obsessed with bf's parents despite being my bf's dog. Dog doesn't want anything to do with us, I have no issue with this, but because of their work schedules, the dog wakes us up multiple times a night scratching at the door and whining to go see them and his whine is especially... loud and annoying. He hovers under feet which has caused me many falls which has injuried both me AND him, but he never learns from it even if he gets stepped on :(
He will steal food if given the chance, and will hover in the kitchen and lick the floor for as long as he possibly can, especially by the stove EVEN WHEN YOU'RE COOKING!!! He also has really long nails because bf's parents didnt cut them regularly enough for a few years and the quicks became too long. The nails clacking on the floor is so loud and with my misophonia, it makes me physically recoil. I wear earbuds blasting music all the time to try and drown it out, but I can still hear it.
He used to sleep in our bed, but he stinks BAD and everything he touches stinks as well. It has something to do with skin allergies. He has gone to the vet for this and receives medication, but he still stinks. Always. He would also physically wedge himself between us while we sleep with his butt in my face, it was awful. So my bf and I eventually agreed to have him sleep in his own bed, this made all of the behavioral issues intensify so much, which has overall just been a sensory nightmare for me.
Despite all of this, in the beginning I really did try with him, and I've never been mean to this animal. I would spend time with him, give him attention, affection, and treats, but he was overall just not interested in me, which I respected. I eventually just gave him space but I feel like it just made him even more attached to bf's parents.
He sleeps in our room because bf's parents don't want him to ruin their sleep & they believe it's cruel if we make him sleep by himself in the living room. They make a big deal about it everytime we try... He will also piss and shit everywhere in the living room if made to sleep there regardless if we take him out or not. I get it, but I haven't had a full night's rest in over 2 years now. Dog has also attempted to bite me, and has torn up & pissed on MY things specifically multiple times now.
For the most part now he either strictly sleeps, or stands/whines at the door until he can follow bf's parents around until they drop him back off with us. That is the only schedule he wants, and anytime the schedule is changed there is hell to pay.
To be fair I do not blame the dog, bf's parents put almost no effort into training him, and now that he is a senior dog, they fully believe it's just too late to start. He is also now deaf and partly blind, which has made the issues worse.
I would love to train him, as I have experience in training dogs and have owned dogs all my life, but they will not meet me even half way and do not want to try. They also get defensive when I make any comments on his behavior. And I know from experience that if I just train him myself, it'll be useless, as they will just undo all my hard work. I genuinely feel bad for him, because I feel like he could have been a wonderful dog. But I am at a point where I resent him because of how much damage he has caused & how many nights of sleep I've lost to an animal that doesn't even like me.
Recently his parents went on vacation, and had the dog stay at another family member's house. The entire time he's been gone both bf and I have had had the best sleep of our lives, and now that he's back I feel devastated. I am physically disabled & have chronic pain + fatigue, not being able to get good sleep makes my symptoms so much worse.
I do not want to get rid of the dog, he's a senior and I know he wouldn't get adopted, he would just rot in a shelter so I don't believe it's fair, I'm just at a loss. We're trying to move out, but the economy is so shitty, it's been nearly impossible, I just feel a bit hopeless.
I feel so guilty that I hate this dog. I have never hated a dog in my life before and it feels awful, especially because I don't believe it's his fault at all... I just needed to rant I guess.
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2023.06.05 02:02 chlobo123 Custody of Family Pet

Hi everyone, I have a family dog that I’ve been taking care of for the past year here at college. Now that I’ve graduated, my parents (and sister) are trying to get me back home to talk to them about post-grad plans (I don’t plan on moving back) and have been texting me constantly since. They also want the dog back whenever I go and talk to them; however, I brought her here since our other dog passed away and my roommate has a dog, so the two naturally bonded. Her quality of life is much better here - back at home, she didn’t get tons of attention and my family doesn’t believe in taking dogs to the vet.
For reference, my ndad did not want to take our late dog to the vet because it “ruined his schedule” and TW would just shoot the dog himself.
I also texted to my sister a long explanation about why the dog shouldn’t live at home, especially since the dog is getting really old with minor health problems. 2 days later, she said she wanted her back anyways. I’m pretty upset and am just thinking of going NC with my family now.
What do I do?
TL;DR - family wants dog back but do not care about its quality of life as much as i do - why?
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2023.06.05 01:52 mMakko0 Horse cleared on PPE but lame once coming home ?

TLDR at the end I’m looking for advice as I’ve found myself ((yet again)) in a very unlucky situation having to do with horses. I have 2 horses, the second I just purchased a week ago on 5/25, and my other is retired. This is my first time owning 2 horses at once and because of my past I made sure to ride the horse first and get a PPE. Horse is a 12 year old ottb who raced for 9 years. Myself, as well as a friend rode him and besides his hind being a little sticky at the walk he was totally what I was looking for. A girl also rode him WTC and jumped in each direction. He had no topline but they said he’s been out of work all winter and up until that was used for lessons and away camps. When I contacted the owner and told her I wanted a PPE she basically rushed me to get the soonest possible appointment. I decided to use a vet other than my own because it was closer to the horse. This vet was recommended to me by many people including some girls at my barn, if also happened to be the same vet that farm uses. The PPE was done 2 weeks after the day I tried him. I told the vet I wasn’t looking to nit pick, but I just want something that will be sound for me to finally enjoy. Turns out the horse blew an abscess the day before and the farrier had scraped it out. The vet flexed all 4 legs, owner offered to have someone ride but vet denied. In person at the time the vet seemed confident the only issue was the abscess foot. I was very open with the vet that I was happy to x ray anything he felt necessary or helpful but he said nothing indicated that X-rays were necessary but we could do the hind left where the abscess was to double check. I have a close friend who is an equine vet across the county and the told me to at least get some x rays of the front feet , fetlocks and back which we also did. The only thing the vet pointed out was mild fetlock arthritis in the front left and closeness of the lumbar vertebrae, which he said was common. They were rushing though the x rays because they got an emergency call but the vet said he would review them in the office later and call me if he missed anything. By 9pm I did not receive a call so I agreed to take the horse. We picked the horse up the next day and about 10 minutes from our barn after the hour + drive I received an email from the vets office with the x rays saying “the Dr did not find anything abnormal in the images”. I sent these over to my vet friend and she was horrified. Fetlock arthritis with a possible bone chip , kissing spine with boney changes and cysts … she urged me to return him but I was under the impression he was sound and it was really too late so I said I will see how it goes. I got the written report 3 days later due to the holiday weekend which mentioned the mild front left fetlock arthritis, lameness on the hind left due to abscess and a soft tissue lump on the front right cannon bone. All but the front left were positive on flexions which was not mentioned to me during the exam. Fast forward to a week later I rode for the first time only at the walk and he was good , did not want to track right but I wondered if he was testing me. Rode today and he is definitely not sound, seems off on the front left and is refusing to track right. Luckily my vet is coming tomorrow do vaccinations for the barn so I will see if they can have a look at him. Im not hopeful so where do I go from here ?? Has anyone been in a similar situation? Ideas of what should I say to the lady I bought him from if it doesn’t work out ? Im not expecting her to take him back but I will have to find something to do with him as I CAN NOT have 2 unrideable horses nor can I get invested with a medical project/ rehab situation. I did leave out a few more details because this is already so long but I personally don’t think the lady was intentionally trying to sell me a lame horse. I’m absolutely devastated about this and so stressed out so I’ll take any advice or words someone has to offer ! Pic of the sweet boy for attention.
TLDR; got a new horse who was sound wtc jump at the time I tried. PPE 2 weeks later and vet was not worried about anything major. X rays were sent to vet friend who said I should return the horse due to a couple of things she noticed. My vet is looking at him tomorrow but what should I see to the original owner if I can’t keep him ?
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2023.06.05 00:39 badbrains66 New kitten hasn’t drank or been number 2.

Hello everyone, Myself and my partner have just adopted an 8 week old male kitten. The home he came from stated he was eating and drinking well. We have had him home just over 24 hours, and he has not drank or been number 2. The kitten has eaten plenty of wet food and urinated around 3 times. I plan to take him to the vets tomorrow to check him over and schedule his vaccinations etc. should I be worried? Does anyone have any advice?
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2023.06.04 23:53 Playful-Mess-8680 32 [M4F] cst/Canada/anywhere - Nerdy and flirty

I've been lonely lately and missed having someone that I can game with and shoot the shit with throughout the night. I love just hanging out on discord and playing or talking about our day. Some of my all time games are stardew valley, rimworld, apex, TFT, and don't starve. As long as it's multiplayer though I'm down to play anything! Right now I've been way to addicted to diablo 4.
Now I am also looking for a girl that doesn't mind some flirting. I figure I'd be upfront about so there aren't any confusions. I'd want us to feel comfortable roasting each other one sec and flirty the next.
A little about me. I work at a hospital so my schedule can be all over the place sometimes. In my space time I love to watch nba, play games, binge watch tv. I love listening to songs from the 90s and 2000s but l can listen to almost any genre. Oh and I love making really bad jokes or puns. Talk to me long enough and I'll make you eyeroll for sure Also age and location don't really matter to me. So if you're interested drop me a message
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2023.06.04 22:51 Otter_buns13 Vet Experience Question :)

So I'm a nontrad applicant for the future cycle and my experiences are a bit spread out. I tried searching through this community but didn't find an exact answer. I graduated high school in 2013 and haven't worked at a vet since 2019 but have animal experience with horses until 2020. I know experiences don't expire really and I plan to get more recent experience but if I don't have a ton of more recent experience how bad will that look if I apply next cycle or the following cycle? I'm a mom of toddlers and we just moved to a new state so I'm having trouble finding childcare. So until I can, it's a little skimp. I was just curious how it all looked for admissions!
Thank you!
Edited to add: I have >4000 hours experience as a vet tech in a small animal practice
1000 hours general animal experience (farm/animal sheltedog sitting) 300 hours general volunteering (no animals)
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