Skeletorus is a pretty unusual name. You might think that a creature with that
nickname would be a huge monstrous thing, ready to devour humans at the
slightest provocation. I hate to
disappoint you, but despite the spooky name, Maratus sceletus is no monster, unless you happen to be an
arachnaphobe, because Skeletorus is a little bitty spider
A peacock spider, to be precise, Skeletorus was recently
discovered in Australia, along with Maratus
jactatus (aka Sparklemuffin), and is the only known peacock spider to be
strictly black and white. Peacock spiders
get their name from the colorful abdomens of the males. These spiders come in a variety of colors and
patterns, but none of them get any bigger than a pencil eraser.
Even if a spider that size scares you, there is nothing to
worry about. Despite being endemic to
Australia, a country known for its deadly animals, peacock spiders fangs aren’t
big enough to pierce human skin, preferring to hunt crickets and other small
insects.
The males of the peacock spider family use their brightly colored
abdomens to court the females, and will wave it, along with their legs, back
and forth in an effort to impress her, so that they can mate. If the female does not like what she sees,
she’ll simply eat the male and find someone else.
A hedgehog hospital is appealing for newspaper and food after being
inundated with hundreds of baby hedgehogs struggling to survive
hibernation.
The care facility at Shepreth Wildlife Park has asked members of the public to donate pet food and old newspapers to use as bedding for the prickly creatures.
The centre is designed to provide a home for around 90 animals at one time – and they are currently looking after about 200.
“It’s probably the most we have ever had,” said Becky Morley, volunteer procurement manager at Shepreth Wildlife Park.
“These little guys are struggling through and they are hungry,” added Ms Morley.
“They need to be 650g to be a safe weight for hibernation but a lot coming in are between 200g and 400g.
“They would either struggle through or they might slip into hibernation and not wake up again.”
Ms Morley explained that Shepreth Wildlife Conservation Charity – which looks after the babies – is often busy in November.
“It’s always this time of year.,“ she added.
“Hedgehogs have up to two litters in a year and the second is in Autumn.”
She
said the centre was accepting donations of meat-based cat and dog food,
having got through 35 tins of dog food yesterday (November 19).
She added: “We have got an Amazon wish list where people can buy items for our hedgehogs.
“We would like to say a big thank you to all our supporters.”
If you would like to donate old newspaper or food for the hedgehogs, you
can find out how to contact Shepreth Wildlife Conservation Charity by
visiting sheprethwildlifepark.co.uk
U.K. People if you can help out these poor little spike babies please do!!!!
More commonly, repeated abuse is not actively sought out but rather is passively experienced as a dreaded but unavoidable fate and is accepted as the inevitable price of relationship. Many survivors have such profound deficiencies in self-protection they can barely imagine themselves in a position of agency or choice. The idea of saying no to the emotional demands of a parent, spouse, lover, or authority figure may be practically inconceivable. Thus, it is not uncommon to find adult survivors who continue to minister to the wishes and needs of those who once abused them and who continue to permit major intrusions without boundaries or limits.
Something I wasn’t able to really articulate until recently, but has helped me understand why I’m so angry about people suggesting dietry cures for disabilities or chronic illnesses is because it puts the blame at my feet.
When you say “have you tried yoga?” as though it will stop my chronic pain, or “you know you can actually supplement x medication with y and z pills and you’ll feel much better!” or suggest some other diet or exercise fad that is going to work miracles and cure the uncurable in me, you suggest that, quite simply, I haven’t done enough.
I have tried everything. I have seen the Doctor(s) multiple times, I have poured innumerable hours into researching my condition(s) and expended exhaustable amounts of energy coming together with other people who share my struggles to try and figure out what will work best for managing my symptoms.
But my condition is incurable. And it’s not my fault. I didn’t cause my condition by eating badly, or by not exercising enough, and it won’t be fixed by eating better or exercising more.
And the implication of suggesting simple fixes like diet and exercise is that it’s my simple lack of those things which has made me sick. If I’d only eaten more kale, or if I’d done more yoga, or if I’d just gone gluten free vegan, or if I’d done this or that… well, then I wouldn’t be sick.
But that’s not how this works. Autoimmune disorders aren’t caused by bad diets, chronic pain isn’t caused by not doing enough or the right kind of exercise, and disabilities aren’t caused by laziness or not putting enough effort into finding a cure. It’s not our fault.
Not In This House: They Weren’t Feeling This Sweet Potato Pie Recipe Whatsoever
bitch what the fuck
i have to kill myself after witnessing this
Ohhh my god
There’s no Jesus in this. INDEED.
I’m concerned from the get- why is that sweet potato that color???
There are a lot of different varieties with different colors. Pies or puddings are about the only place I will eat the mushier orange kinds. Maybe not like that, though 😦
A cheesecake type layer with cream cheese might be worth a try, now that I think about it. As much as I like parmesan, giving this one a miss.
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