Not my normal post, but please spread this around!! I live fairly close to the fires and I know that is bad and how frightened they are! I lost my house in a fire once and the experience was traumatic. So if you, or someone you know lives in the area of the Paradise, or Malibu fires, please do this or share it if you don’t!
No no no no no. Do not leave food and water out for the animals. Definitely bring your animals in because the wild ones will be more frequent in your area but do not leave out food and water for them. They will become dependent on people and if that happens then they cannot survive on their own which harms them more in the long run. The department of wildlife has warned of this as it gets spread through social media every time we are on fire. The animals will be fine. They can find what they need.
Actually, you should probably leave out pans of water, because these animals are fleeing fire and need to cool down and recharge. Food, no; water, yes. They will be able to find food, but leaving some water out for them won’t hurt anything, I don’t think.
water is probably fine, I think? but absolutely avoid any contact with wild animals who show up. keep your own animals indoors out of reach, and stay out of their way and let them go about their business. stay safe out there!
OK we do this pretty much every year in CO and this is how it goes:
WATER IS FINE, WATER IS GOOD. Animals fleeing the fire are more dehydrated than anything else. I reccomend filling up a kidde pool with a couple inches from the garden hose, and leave a couple large rocks in to stablize the pool/let things like birds and bees drink from it. Also include a 2×4 with one end in the pool and the other over the edge to be an escape route for smaller animals. I also reccomend leaving some plates with a bit of water in them for really small animals like spiders, snakes, toads and other things that would have difficulty getting into the pool.
Beyond the necessary stuff to keep your own house safe in the event of fire, SKIP THE YARD WORK- you probably shouldn’t be exterting yourself in the smoke anyway, and fleeing animals will appreciate the additional cover.
LET THEM NAP. Most animals that come to your yard will usually keep moving within a day or so and are only there to rest until they’re well out of the smoke. If you find an animal in your yard that isn’t obviously injured or ill, just give it a wide berth and let it rest. If it’s in EXACTLY the same place after 48 hours, then you should call animal control.
KEEP FOOD, PETS AND CHILDREN INSIDE. Keep your trash in the garage, bring in birdfeeders, and if you let your cats roam… just don’t in general, but right now is a super bad time becuase there’s hungry coyotes about. Stick your head out the back door and give your yard a quick look before letting the dog or children out and supervise them while they’re outside.
EXCEPTION TO THE FOOD RULE: GARDENS. When animals learn there’s food in houses or trash cans, that’s not great. Foraging food off of plants like munching your tomatoes and that zucchini you weren’t going to eat is less of an issue, because it doesn’t really teach them to associate humans and houses with food. Let them monch your crops.
SECURE YOUR HOUSE COMPLETELY- lock doors, block off any pet doors you have, cover your window wells, and lock all your windows, even the ones on the upper floors. This will keep both displaced wildlife AND smoke out of your home. If possible, see if you can seal off your attic. If not, make sure your attic acess is secured. Racoons and bears are sneaky.
OBEY ANY AND ALL EVACUATION NOTICES, BURSH-CLEARING INSTRUCTIONS AND ANY OTHER INSTRUCTIONS GIVEN TO YOU BY EMERGENCY SERVICES. Stay safe kids.
10,000 years of people wearing the sex number on their necks and going to meetings and breeding lusii illegally in preparation for the second coming of christ and he slides out of the egg sac and starts saying slurs.
this is so unsettling what the fuck does this mean
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The world is at the brink of the Apocalypse and the Four Horsemen have arrived. But the legends have it wrong. They have come to Stop the Apocalypse, not to start it.
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i know, i know, you didn’t think the end would be this quiet. this damn unnerving. well, bet you didn’t read the bible. you know, there was the scroll, sealed tight seven times and all that, so that not a soul on heaven or earth could read it. little lamb come skipping up all bloody, seven horns and seven eyes. peeled the seals off, one by one. apocalypse, from the greek, meaning ‘an uncovering.’ revelation. no one ever got the legends right. it was the seals holding the damn thing shut.
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think of it this way: what kind of harbinger is conquest, war, or famine? ‘given power to take peace from the world and make people kill each other’; yeah, that’s a laugh. if that’s all it took to spark things off, how would we know the apocalypse had even started? we’ve been killing each other, starving each other, long as i can think, and longer. might as well say the world’s always been ending. sure, sure, they’ve predicted it once or a hundred times enough.
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no, no, you know it’s the apocalypse when all the noise stops sounding. what’s left when war gets peeled off, thin as wax, same as conquest, same as famine, same as death? what are we now, when there’s no one and nothing left to conquer? when there’s no one left to weigh wheat for wages?
when we no longer have the power left to kill?
those old horsemen, they’ve been rattling ‘round the world for ages, clinging fast like sticking plaster. the sounds of hoofbeats. you don’t realize the tumult til it stops.
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you can read the world in inches in the silence, see the scroll unfurling, outstretch your arms and see where the quill left its marks. there’s a revelation written on all of us, if we could have only stopped the distractions long enough to read it. think of all the goddamn wasted time, the distended hands, the bones trod bloody into the dirt. my god, my god, there’s nothing to be learned in suffering. all the world, and now it’s peeling off
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the lamb traipsing forward bloody, happy to have been slain, because now death has no hold upon us
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the sky as black as sackcloth worn in mourning. the moon blood-red. the stars as ripe as figs, dropping down. heaven is a blank scroll, hidden. heaven is the world receding rolled up with it, every mountain and island removed from its place
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there was silence in heaven for half an hour
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I keep hearing the last line in my head: There was silence in heaven for half an hour
This was absolutely divine, thank you for sharing!
It was bad enough to realise that your life is a work of fiction. But it was truly awful to realise that the author is 12.
That’s your first thought anyway. You watch the world bloom around you in short bursts and think that you’re fucked. You think that there’s no way that you’re going to be able to live the sort of life you always imagined for yourself. You think that this is all that there will ever be in your world; a decent setting, unsettling exclamations, and so many plot holes that you’ve been to a psychiatrist twice to get checked for memory problems. You think your life is going to be inconsistent, sloppy and incomprehensible.
You’re wrong.
After a year, you notice that there are more people in your life. Your job isn’t solely populated by your boss, the secretary and the janitor who killed your best friend five years ago (which you can’t remember). Now there’s a woman named Mary-lee in the cubicle next to yours and a man named Gonzalez who works in a whole other department. Your company only had one department last year. Now it’s got two.
You stop shouting quite so much and you stop feeling the need to smirk every time you see someone making a fool of themselves. Your words are more reasoned now, more natural, and you find your conversations lasting longer with your new coworkers and neighbors. Your city grows, suburbs springing up overnight. The trees start losing their leaves in the fall and it’s not always night time when bad news arrives.
Your eyes aren’t orbs anymore, they’re just eyes.
When you run into your estranged brother in the hall of your apartment building, you wait for the ridiculous explanation for why he’d move in with you. Maybe every other house in the city is full? Maybe he didn’t know you lived there? Maybe it just “be like that sometimes?”
Turns out he’s not moving in. The woman he’s dating lives two doors down and he’s just as surprised as you. Small world.
Yes, it’s a bit contrived. Yes, it’s a little out of the blue. But, you realize, that’s how stories go. Sometimes they’re out of the blue. Making the out of the blue seem normal? That’s the mark of a true storyteller.
They’re getting better, you realize, watching your brother walk away. A lot better.
They’ve been writing your life everyday. You don’t know why you didn’t think about that. Of course they’re getting better. Through plot struggles and unpleasant writer’s block, they’ve stuck with you and your story.
Through everything, every shred of doubt, every shiny new idea, every criticism, they’ve stuck with you. They’ve worked hard to build your life around you. They’ve put in the time to get better, to give you better dialogue and a brilliant place to live and an exciting life.
They’ve grown for you.
Thank the author that you were lucky enough to grow with them.
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