youfatnastypieceoftrash:

kugelymugely:

Hey guys. I really really really hate having to make this post. Earlier this month, I lost my job at Teavana. I was the main source of income in the apartment, and since then, things have gotten worse and worse. Today, I received the most heatbreaking letter. The landlord found out about our cats, and now they have to go if I can’t come up with the $420 for the pet deposit fee by Saturday. Collectively, my partner and I are currently have a mere $82 and we’re really lost right now. Already, we were doubtful about making rent this month, and the idea of having to part with our beloved babies forever is tearing us apart.

We’ve tried to find friends who could foster Toni and Sven for a couple months while we come up with the money, but so far it’s been useless. If you can help at all, or if you live in the Indianapolis area and might be interested in fostering a playful siamese mix kitten or an old giant Weegie with anxiety, please please please contact me either here on tumblr or email me at kugelymugely@yahoo.com 

If you’re interesting in fostering both of the babies, I would be more than happy to lend out all the supplies we own, including a hooded litter pan, bowls, food, brush, and possibly even our five and a half foot cat condo. 

Please contact me either through message or at kugelymugely@yahoo.com to help our babies!

Please signal boost this.

My email address is julisaneedshelp@yahoo.com. Mer’s email address is right above. 

Just please signal boost this. We don’t want to take our cats to the humane society. We want to keep them for as long as we can we just need someone to foster them. So please signal boost this.

'Sorry master!!' ;A;

Aw, Spook! That’s alright, I guess. I have plenty already. Let’s share!

Headcanon #3560

wir-headcanons:

As much as Gloyd hates to admit it, he passes out at the sight of blood. It”s been that way since he was a little program, and hasn’t changed since.

From:sweetcandlehead

Spook squeezed himself inside a glass jar, waiting for Gloyd to give him a tiny scare.

Of course, Gloyd doesn’t think to look inside any jars for Spook before hopping up onto the kitchen counter in his PJs in the middle of the night, stretching up to retrieve the cookie jar from the top cupboard.

'Hi!"

sprinkleina:

pumpkinpipsqueak:

Oh! Yo, hey there!

"No, not really. We haven’t met before."

I’m Gloyd Orangeboar!

'Hi!"

sprinkleina:

pumpkinpipsqueak:

Oh! Yo, hey there!

"Who are you? I’m Sprink, an unlockable."

You— you don’t know who I am…?

Swizz!

spiceofsugarrush:

spiceofsugarrush:

Ayyy, Orangeboar! How’s it hangin’?

»…Oh.

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»Sounds pretty sweet, man.

»Nothin’ much exciting happened, though I gotta hang ‘round with some girl that looks like me for two weeks again. >Y She’s hell, I’m tellin’ ya!

[Swizzabelle shrieking in protest in the distance]

Oh, no. Girls. /very dramatic shivering, holding himself and wilting a little/ They’re scarier than clowns, don’t you think?

'Hi!"

Oh! Yo, hey there!

Swizz!

spiceofsugarrush:

Ayyy, Orangeboar! How’s it hangin’?

Not too bad! I fell in the lake and thought I was gonna die, that was pretty cool.

What about you?

(*waves*)

helloooooo

Today was really eventful! I fell in the lake and now I’m all sticky.

Gloyd! *hugs*

sugarrushhelmet:

pumpkinpipsqueak:

Helmet! /HUGS BACK * u *

I missed you, buddy…

Huh? You did? I missed you too!

Gloyd! *hugs*

Helmet! /HUGS BACK * u *

guineapiggies:

BUNS Photo Both (by nickburlett)