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sillygreenrat · 4 months
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she's trying her best, she just doesn't understand entirely yet (joke)
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vendettavalor · 5 months
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// Me when I cave and add Jonah to complete the quartet <3
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babylonbirdmeat · 4 months
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Mandela Catalogue would just be better if it was furries I promise this is a foolproof concept
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mydaddywiki · 4 months
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F. Lee Bailey
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Physique: Husky Build Height: 5’ 6½" (1.69 m)
Francis Lee Bailey Jr. (June 10, 1933 – June 3, 2021), better known to the general public as F. Lee Bailey, was an American criminal defense attorney best known as a member of the “Dream Team” representing former football O.J. Simpson in his 1995 murder trial. Bailey's name first came to nationwide attention for his involvement in the second murder trial of Sam Sheppard, a surgeon accused of murdering his wife. He later served as the attorney in a number of other high-profile cases, such as Albert DeSalvo, a suspect in the "Boston Strangler" murders, heiress Patty Hearst's trial for bank robberies committed during her involvement with the Symbionese Liberation Army, and US Army Captain Ernest Medina for the My Lai Massacre. He is considered one of the greatest lawyers of the 20th century.
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A stocky badger-like man with a cleft chin, intimidating blue eyes and a widow’s peak that refused to recede with the rest of his hairline. He was one of the best things I got from the 1995 O.J. Simpson trial. He was a riveting courtroom performer and I couldn’t keep my eyes of him back then.
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Bailey was married four times. He had two sons from his first marriage and another son from his second marriage. Apparently, late in life, Bailey fell on hard times being broke and working as a consultant above the hair salon of his girlfriend. Well, if he wanted too make money, he could have done porn. What? I know plenty of people who’d buy a DVD or subscription to a porn site if F. Lee was starring in it. Facts.
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After a period of ill health, he died under hospice care in Atlanta on June 3, 2021, aged 87.
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quofide · 8 months
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Remembering "Angel Hare"
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This is Angel Hare. An indie series made by the Mangan Sisters/The East Patch. Sometime around 2022.
It's one of my favorite Analog Horror Series. But sadly not a well known one. It's also relatively new as it's first episode is only a year old.
The next few excerpts I have taken from TV Tropes becouse I couldn't do them justice. I'm not a thief. Just incompetent.
"The story follows a young man named Jonah, who one day walks into a thrift store and discovers an official VHS copy of an old childhood show he used to love: Angel Hare, a 6 episode Christian based cartoon about the adventures of Francis the Badger and his friend Angel Gabby, the titular angelic hare.
Overcome by nostalgia and an old sense of comfort, he buys the tape, despite already having all the episodes of the original airing of the show recorded back home, anddecides to watch it, but he immediately notices that something is … off.
The show as presented on the tape is completely different from the one he remembers. Fortunately, he does have his own recording of the show to compare it to, so he starts uploading comparison videos of the two versions of the show onto Youtube.
From there he finds himself going down the rabbit hole of childhood memories as he slowly starts to realize exactly how strange his old recording actually is, and that Angel Gabby is definitely way more than she seems.
He may have forgotten Angel Hare, but Angel Hare sure hasn't forgotten him."
I watched the entire show at the beginning of the year. I loved it. But it looked like it was over...
UNTIL IT WASN'T!
They posted new Episodes! And made a new plot hook! I was even mentioned! Me! Some nobody from nowhere!
So in return I thought I'd try to support them in the only way I could before I get a Patreon. By spreading awareness baby!
So.. Uh... Go watch it? Subscribe to the East Patch, like and comment so the algorithm notices it.
It's a very unique type of story. Maybe even a bit of a subversion.
Also if you haven't noticed, I'm not very good at promoting.
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Stranger, pointing at Francis: Is this badger bothering you?
Zag: Yes, but he’s my boyfriend. I signed up for this.
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laissezferre · 2 months
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tell us about the vet clinic meet cute please? 🥺
oh gosh i think i started on the outline of this fic and dropped it to do something else but it's gonna be one of two options:
1. francis & james unknowingly take care of the same street cat and when said cat goes missing one of them (A) puts posters up while the other (B) shows up at the vet bc the cat won't eat. turns out B decided to finally make the cat indoor but the cat misses A too and got depressed over not seeing them. an awkward shared ownership/situationship arises all for the sake of the cat, leading to them moving in together
2. francis is a vet & james is an animal rescuer. i'm talking british wild animals here like foxes, hedgehogs, badgers, and deer, as inspired by my binging of wildlife aid u.k. videos on youtube. james is trying to expand his rescue center and is on the lookout for resident vets. francis is one of the most accomplished vets in the u.k. who refeathers bird wings for free. it's a workplace romance basically with the added joy/heartbreak of caring for injured animals.
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bebe-benzenheimer · 1 month
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redraw of an IG DTIYS to swap its rabbit and badger with Gabby and Francis (and the mouse is...just there. idk, let's call him Simon)
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delicatestones · 4 months
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In my last post on Francis Krouse I did include an anecdote (numerically ranked Travelers by 'Value to Operation Saving Noelle, fucked up and said someone's number out loud, refused to explain or elaborate) that would, at first, appear to be 'made up', given that it does not appear anywhere in the text of the web serial Worm. However, much like 'Krouse once tried to push Oliver into traffic unprovoked while in Smoking Fugue State Time', this is not something I invented but information revealed to me in a vision I had when Travelers Syndrome overwhelmed me.
(Admittedly I should have specified it was made up but it entertained me to include. Also I believe it. I file it next to 'Krouse lost his lighter in a fight and badgered Marissa into lighting something on fire with her sun so he could light his cigarette off that with the reckless abandon of someone whose sense of risk has atrophied to direly bad levels' in the category of 'you can see it though right' imaginary scenarios.)
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sillygreenrat · 4 months
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has anyone ever done this before?
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vendettavalor · 5 months
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// updated my nav so now it looks EXTRA unfinished. anyways, new muses-
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Fairy Names Pt. 2
Fly with you! It’s been a while hasn’t it? Anyway, I’m here for a second part of one of my most popular posts.
The first post listed fairy names that were used in the DS game “Tinker Bell and the Great Fairy Rescue” in the create-a-fairy section of the game. While the names provided were feminine, I have pulled all of the masculine fairy names from the original Pixie Hollow game. Some names are repeats from the original post, but I kept them in as I wanted to get this out as soon as possible. I hope you enjoy. Here’s the original post.
~🧚🏻‍♀️🔥 Foxglove 
First
Aaron
Ace
Acorn
Agate
Ajay
Alabaster
Alder
Alec
Aleron
Alex
Anchor
Andrew
Archer
Axel
Badger
Bailey
Baker
Bale
Banjo
Barclay
Basil
Benjy
Bert
Bevel
Birch
Bo
Boomer
Boone
Brock
Bruce
Brynn
Buddy
Burr
Burton
Buster
Calder
Casper
Cecil
Cedar
Chance
Chase
Chip
Clay
Cliff
Coal
Cog
Comet
Cosmo
Cote
Covey
Crag
Crane
Cyan
Dale
Dane
Darius
Darrin
Dawson
Decker
Deon
Devlin
Dewey
Donner
Drake
Dug
Dunn
Dustin
Dusty
Echo
Eddy
Edward
Elk
Emery
Erik
Ernie
Errol
Fennel
Fincher
Finn
Fir
Flint
Ford
Francis
Garnet
Glen
Gourd
Gourdie
Grove
Grub
Gull
Hale
Hare
Harris
Hawk
Henry
Heron
Hob
Jacob
James
Jasper
Jay
Kernal
Koto
Lance
Lark
Leaf
Lore
Lute
Lyric
Martin
Maze
Mica
Michal
Nadir
Nester
Oak
Ollie
Onyx
Otter
Peat
Pier
Pine
Quake
Quarry
Quinn
Rain
Ranger
Reed
Richard
River
Robin
Rook
Rusty
Rye
Sage
Sam
Scout
Sean
Seth
Shale
Shoal
Skimmer
Skyler
Spike
Spruce
Sterling
Stone
Tad
Teak
Thatcher
Thistle
Timber
Tiny
Toadstool
Tobey
Todd
Topher
Torn
Torrey
Vail
Valiant
Vern
Vic
Wedge
Wes
Wren
Wynn
Zak
 Middle
Air
Almond
Apple
Aspen
Autumn
Badger
Bark
Beacon
Bear
Bitter
Brave
Bright
Brisk
Broom
Bumble
Candle
Cedar
Chilly
Citrus
Cloud
Cloudy
Clover
Cocoa
Copper
Cricket
Crow
Cub
Dapple
Dash
Day
Drift
Eagle
Elm
Evening
Falcon
Far
Fern
Fig
Fire
Fleet
Flicker
Foggy
Fox
Frost
Frozen
Funny
Garlic
Green
Hail
Hasty
Hawk
Hickory
Holly
Hurry
Ice
Ivy
Jelly
Jumpy
Lemon
Light
Lightning
Lime
Little
Lock
Lotus
Magic
Mango
Maple
Merry
Misty
Moon
Morning
Moss
Mossy
Mountain
Muddy
Never
Nickel
Night
Nimble
Oak
Orange
Otter
Parsley
Pear
Pebble
Pepper
Pine
Plum
Pollen
Pumpkin
Purple
Quick
Rain
Rainy
Rock
Rumble
Sage
Sandy
Sea
Shy
Silk
Slight
Snow
Sour
Speedy
Spider
Spring
Squall
Star
Storm
Stout
Strong
Sugar
Summer
Sun
Swift
Tangle
Thunder
Tiny
Toad
Tumble
Twisty
Water
Whiffle
Wild
Wind
Winter
Wrinkle
 Last
Beam
Bee
Bell
Berry
Breath
Breeze
Bug
Button
Buzz
Chill
Chime
Cliff
Cloud
Clove
Crash
Curl
Dale
Dance
Dash
Dew
Din
Drop
Dust
Ear
Elbow
Eye
Feather
Field
Fig
Flame
Flap
Flash
Fleck
Flight
Flip
Flipper
Fly
Fog
Foot
Forest
Freeze
Fruit
Garden
Gem
Glade
Glimmer
Glow
Gourd
Grace
Griddlee
Gust
Heart
Hill
Hop
Horn
Hush
Jewel
Knee
Lake
Light
Lock
Loop
Lull
Meadow
Mello
Mint
Mist
Moon
Muddle
Muse
Newt
Noise
Nose
Peal
Pebble
Petal
Pin
Plume
Pond
Pool
Ray
Ripple
River
Roar
Root
Row
Ruckus
Rumble
Sand
Shadow
Sky
Smash
Song
Spark
Sparkle
Sparrow
Speck
Spirit
Splash
Spring
Sprite
Sprout
Stem
Stone
Storm
Stream
Stripe
Swamp
Swirls
Thistle
Thorn
Toad
Tree
Twill
Twist
Vale
Valley
Vine
Weather
Web
Whirl
Whisk
Whisper
Willow
Wind
Wing
Wings
Wink
Wish
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alonygamingnerd · 3 months
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The Honey Badgers
Marines 59th Recon Division, Kilo Company, 1st Platoon
Nicknamed “The Honey Badgers”, Earned their nickname as the platoon continuous ferocity shown during the war towards the enemy and how good they are at finding areas of interest and friendly forces that are missing.
Spartans:
Francis
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Name: Francis Tyler
Gender: Male
Nationality: African Australian descent
Spartan class: spartan 4
Service number: 93921-68146
Date of birth: July 8, 2519
Place of Birth: Reach
He has a very calm and collected personality, being able to keep not only himself but others calm in moments of intense stress. He tries to mix it up sometimes with an attempt of humor that usually misses the mark but is still appreciated by others. Known to go radio silent for long periods of time
Edith
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Name: Edith Tate
Gender: Non-Binary
Nationality: Egyptian descent
Spartan class: Spartan 4
Service number: 94111-60200
Date of birth: June 13, 2520
Place of Birth: Earth
a playful personality, playful picking on others and a foe flirty way of talking to some people leaving them confused and flabbergasted which is something Edith enjoys doing to those that don’t know them.
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Gabby: Hey, Francis, you never told me what you got for Christmas.
Francis: Take a look at this morning’s paper.
Gabby, reading the headline: "World peace"?
Francis: No, this one down here.
Gabby, reading a smaller subheading: "Local badger gets harmonica".
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grandmaster-anne · 1 year
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LIFE AT GATCOMBE PARK: Country Life was granted an extraordinary behind-the-scenes look into Princess Anne’s life at her Gloucestershire home.
Country Life | Published 29 July 2020
Guest-Edited by HRH The Princess Royal
The Princess says: ‘There are so many different parts of Gatcombe and that’s the best thing about it. It’s a proper mixed farm—not that we were looking to farm, in the beginning!’
GATCOMBE PARK is inhabited by curious Gloucestershire Old Spot pigs that like to watch dressage, elegant, sooty-nosed White Park cattle, a matronly Suffolk filly, bustling Buff Orpington hens and their feisty cockerel and venerable grazing Wiltshire Horn sheep that resemble the inhabitants of a pastoral scene from a Thomas Hardy novel. Britain’s endlessly diverse, entertaining and genetically crucial native farm animals have long owed a great deal to the agricultural interests of the Royal Family.
The idea of improving livestock dates back centuries, but it was during Queen Victoria’s reign that enthusiasm for breed societies, official studbooks and competing at agricultural shows really took off and, ever since, British livestock breeds have benefited from knowledgeable, close royal interest and loyalty.
The Queen Mother presided over the North Country Cheviot Sheep Society and, with George VI, the Aberdeen-Angus Cattle Society —she kept and bred both breeds at her Castle of Mey farm in Caithness. The Queen, who succeeded her mother as president of the Highland Cattle Society, bestows royal patronage on, among others, the Ayrshire and Jersey cattle societies. The Prince of Wales is president of the Rare Breeds Survival Trust (RBST) and patron of The Poultry Club of Great Britain.
Some 30 of The Princess Royal’s 200-plus charitable patronages relate to animals and her 500-acre estate in Gloucestershire, which was formerly a dairy farm and has only a small nucleus of modest agricultural buildings, showcases an eclectic collection of sometimes neglected breeds, all organically reared and grass fed.
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Their presence is a necessity: although the valley pastureland looks the rural, bucolic idyll, Cotswold brash does not make for rich arable soil and, as The Princess points out, turning organic with hardy livestock breeds, the meat from which is chiefly sold locally, was the only economically viable option. She also observes that cattle farming here isn’t easy, due to a local abundance of badgers.
‘Organic has become a more difficult market over the years,��� she discerns. ‘I think perhaps the emphasis now is more on buying local and in looking after your soil. We have to keep finding more imaginative uses for land.’
Part of the estate is farmed under the Government’s Higher Level Stewardship scheme, through which farmers receive payments for delivering conservation benefits, such as wildflower margins—these schemes terminate at the end of the Brexit transition period in 2022.
About half is woodland—a glorious mix of broadleaf species with plenty of beech—managed by Vice-Admiral Sir Tim Laurence (My Week, page 78). There is a modest pheasant shoot and a partridge shoot overseen by The Princess’s son, Peter Phillips. He is also the director of the annual Festival of British Eventing, which should have been taking place here next week, but, as have most sporting events this summer, has sadly had to be cancelled.
The crowds of picnicking cross-country spectators are, more than anyone, familiar with the pleasingly shaped ashlar limestone house that forms a graceful backdrop to the horse trials at the head of the valley, overseeing the thrills and spills in the water fences around the ponds below.
A successful clothier, Edward Sheppard, signalled his prosperity by having the house built on the old manors of Avening and Minchinhampton between 1771 and 1774 by Francis Franklin of Chalford. The familiar conservatory—as well as the polygonal stables and coach house—was added by George Basevi in the early 19th century, when the property was acquired by the wealthy MP and influential political economist David Ricardo, in whose family it remained until 1937. Gatcombe has been the home of The Princess Royal since 1976.
The pigs
TRADITIONALLY, horses are not fans of pigs and, at horse-trials time, there are requests for the Gloucestershire Old Spots (GOS) to be kept away from the dressage arenas—although, as The Princess points out, it’s good for horses to learn to behave and riders to manage them. One day, a porcine group managed to make its way towards the action, grunting curiously: ‘Then, suddenly, something startled them and they scattered in all directions,’ recalls The Princess. ‘It was hysterical. They’re very chatty.’
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Owners of highly strung horses need not worry too much, however. The cheerful pigs mainly live in woodland, where it’s shady in summer and there are enough holes and dips in the ground to shelter them from winter winds whistling overhead. The GOS also has a distinctive layer of back fat, which not only lends succulence and flavour to the meat, but keeps out the chill.
As with the cattle, the difficulty is in maintaining bloodlines—there are only four GOS boar lines in the country. ‘The original idea was to do weaners, but there weren’t enough around and we had to go back to breeding our own,’ notes farm manager Sam Stevens. ‘We found ourselves going as far as Cheshire for a pedigree boar.’
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The GOS originated not far from Gatcombe in the cider and perry orchards of the Berkeley Vale and also has been dubbed the orchard pig—the spots were said to be bruises from falling apples—as well as the cottager’s pig. It was the first animal to have its meat awarded Traditional Speciality Guaranteed status by the EU, yet the breed is classified by the RBST as ‘at risk’, with fewer than 500 breeding sows in the country. The Princess is patron of the breed club.
The chickens
A TINY corner of the estate is given over to a flock of Buff Orpington hens and an imperious cockerel. ‘My grandmother kept them,’ explains The Princess. ‘They’re not overly prolific layers, but when they do, they produce big eggs.’
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The majestic Buff Orpington, its golden plumage not far from the honey shade of some Cotswold stone, is a popular country-house chicken for its ornamental good looks, pleasingly solid shape and friendly, biddable nature.
The Orpington was greeted with great acclaim from poultry fanciers when first revealed, in 1886, by William Cook, a coachman from the eponymous Kent town. Poultry showing and fancy fowl, the more exotic the better, were big interests at the time, but the trend was also moving towards practicality and the Orpington bridged the gap between ornament and egg producer.
The cattle
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A FEW Highland cattle inhabit Gatcombe Park—these endearingly shaggy-fringed beasts are now frequently seen south of the Scottish border, thanks to their rising usefulness as conservation grazers—but The Princess has long been a champion of the White Park. Classified ‘minority’ on the RBST watchlist (there are some 950 breeding females in the country), the White Park is thought to be Britain’s most ancient native cattle, with records dating back at least to the 10th century. Little surprise, therefore, that the RBST chose the breed as its logo.
These magnificent animals with their appealing black ‘points’ once adorned many parklands of the nobility, but, when such places declined in the 19th century, so did the cattle. Only four of these ancient herds survive, one of which is at Dinefwr in Carmarthenshire; the National Trust recently launched an appeal to raise £36,000 to buy another bull to keep the bloodline alive.
White Parks are tough, thrifty—able to flourish on coarse forage—and they produce quality, marbled beef. ‘We originally thought about having Shorthorns, but White Parks are more distinctive,’ comments The Princess, who acquired some of hers from a herd running free on Salisbury Plain.
‘I’m trying to improve them, but it’s a case of how to keep the colour.’ Because they are in possession of the black gene, the cattle can breed out with mottled black markings all over the body or even in solid black, as evinced by some of the striking beasts here; the points can come in red, too.
The horses
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THERE has been a new arrival—a little chestnut Thoroughbred colt foal, Reel Fashion, by jumping sire Schiaparelli out of Gatcombe mare Fiddle Faddle. The Princess’s equestrian career is forever synonymous with eventing—she won the European title in 1971, a clutch of medals and was a member of the British team at the Montreal Olympic Games in 1976—but she also rode winners on the Flat and over jumps as an amateur jockey and her horse-breeding interests centre around the National Hunt world. ‘They have to do something useful,’ she remarks.
There are plenty of event horses around, too: The Princess’s daughter, Zara Tindall, herself a former European champion and a world and Olympic medallist, has hers at nearby Aston Farm and Tom McEwen, who, if things were normal, might reasonably have expected to be at the Tokyo Olympics right now, is the latest in a long line of fine horsemen to make Gatcombe their eventing base.
Amid a field of bay Thoroughbred fillies, Winnie, the Suffolk mare, cuts an imposing, solid presence. She’s also friendly—and curious, enthusiastically nibbling the windscreen wipers. ‘I bought her grandmother from the Hollesley Bay Colony Stud in Suffolk when they sold up,’ explains The Princess, who is patron of the Suffolk Horse Society, founded in 1877.
These striking heavy horses, with their rich chestnut coats and paler, flaxen or silver manes and tails, were bred to work the clay soil of East Anglia, but the difficulty of finding a role for them outside ploughing and timber hauling means that they are classified as ‘critical’ on the RBST watchlist. One potential outlet is as steady, careful mounts for Riding for the Disabled, another of The Princess’s long-time patronages. ‘Lockdown has been very hard on families with disabled children,’ she points out. ‘The number of parents who say their children’s behaviour has improved thanks to riding is striking.’
The sheep
SOME 230 Wiltshire Horn ewes graze the farm. Again, this is a hardy breed, which for centuries inhabited the treeless Wiltshire Downs, where there’s neither shade nor shelter. Wiltshire Horns lamb outside and, conveniently, are the original wool-shedding (no shearing) sheep, their fleece naturally shedding in spring and growing again in autumn.
The impressive horns come in useful, too: ‘You don’t really want horns inside, as that’s when your shins get mangled, but, outside, you’ve got handles to grab them with,’ observes Mr Stevens. ‘And,’ he adds, ‘they produce fantastic meat. Even the hogget meat isn’t overly fatty.’
Wiltshire Horn numbers dwindled alarmingly in the 19th century, a time when wool was a far more important currency than it is now, but, in 1923, a group of owners, determined to preserve genetic purity, formed the breed society. Competition from other wool-rich breeds caused further decline and the Wiltshire Horn came under the wing of the RBST in the 1970s, but new recognition of its low-maintenance qualities means that it’s now off the watchlist.
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proosh · 5 months
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same anon I'm.sorry for badgering you.
But if I may ask, how would go go about writing trans Gilbert bc I've never done it and I really want Francis to put a baby in him.but I dont know how :(
(Also yesss if you find the spoons pls write it I will literally combust, yours will prob be far better than mine but I will try.)
You’re not badgering me at all!!
With regard to Gil as a trans dude I promise you literally just what I do is take the base dude and slap a pussy on him. Ezpz, nothing really changes unless I feel like digging into the specifics for whatever reason.
(Of course, this is predicated on my belief that even as a “cis” man Gil operates on a deeply fractured and dissociated sense of gender, but you do you!)
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