Thank You So Much, We Were Worried About Her Being Alone For Too Long Because We Know They’re Supposed

so soft it hurts

We got her two nights ago from my cousin, she was separated from Waffles due to a biting incident that they didn’t know the cause of, after we got her and waffles we did supervise them with the two we already had, she immediately went after Waffles the second we included Winny into the mix, so we removed waffles to see how she did with the other two, she immediately attacked both of them as well with no provocation at all. She also charged at both me and my parents when we tried to put her back in her cage. Waffles and the other two pigs are fine and Waffles hasn’t attacked either of them once, which is making us think Waffles defended herself when she and Winny were separated by my cousin. All I have to do is cough and she’ll growl at me but I’m trying to get her adjusted to me and see if she’ll get more comfortable with people over time due to the attempts to attack us.

For my last post: this is the feral, aggressive, insane beast that is Winny. Now, I know Guinea pigs, I know they need to be in groups, but, she cannot. She has bitten me simply for existing. If I cough or move, she growl at me. And I do mean GROWLS. She is a feral beast compared to the three tame, loving, gentle sweet hearts that are Oreo, Dixie, and Waffles. Her nickname is also Squirrel because her fur makes her look like a grey squirrel. She is currently staring me down and growling at me, and is not appeased by the fresh fruits I have given her to snack on with her food dish

Kinda relate to this, can’t really say much else about that

𝐈𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭. 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

excerpts from a book I’ll never write

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

For my last post: this is the feral, aggressive, insane beast that is Winny. Now, I know Guinea pigs, I know they need to be in groups, but, she cannot. She has bitten me simply for existing. If I cough or move, she growl at me. And I do mean GROWLS. She is a feral beast compared to the three tame, loving, gentle sweet hearts that are Oreo, Dixie, and Waffles. Her nickname is also Squirrel because her fur makes her look like a grey squirrel. She is currently staring me down and growling at me, and is not appeased by the fresh fruits I have given her to snack on with her food dish

So as of late, news in America has been devastating for many communities especially the LGBTQIA+ community and the POC community. As a trans man myself, I will not detransition (which for me has only been socially not physically sadly) or hide my shame, but, I am also unsure if I can risk seeking asylum elsewhere, as I do not have a valid passport and to get such a passport I would likely get all my documents confiscated due to my Drivers license having an X as my gender marker.

I know many who are afraid or nervous as well and I know my state is typically safe, but my family is not, my local community is not, and the risks and dangers will always be there for me. I remind my family I’m trans, I get screamed at and hit in the back of the head, I get told because I’m pregnant I’m not trans because trans people can’t have kids apparently. All I did was mention how I can’t leave the country anymore in a civil conversation.

Due to the state of everything I’m not very energetic or willing to post or message as much. I would love to post more and share more but it takes a lot of energy to get up anymore and even be around my own family, make my drs appointments, even go to work. I apologize for any radio silence, but living in a Nazi home is rather exhausting for me and my mental health may never recover from this first month of 4 long years.

to all my fellow trans americans…being trans is a gift, being queer is a gift, anyone who says otherwise is wrong and we will always exist no matter what they try to do. I am proud of who I am and I am proud of who you are.

Betrayal hurts more when you actually treated them good

Hey people! Listen up!

My name is Sirius, I use It/its or He/him! I’m 21 years old and pregnant!

This blog is mainly for my random posts about pets and more!

I’m not a fan of transphobes so please leave if you can’t respect my identity as a masc presenting agender person!