Karlpybara🦥

As much as this apartment never felt like home, I did always feel an attachment to the neighbourhood, especially the community-based stores. Now, one after the other, the stores are closing, and this neighbourhood is slowly losing its charm & vibrant community. I hate where the future is heading.

I really hope that, in time, I get better, and that the trauma from last year didn't cause some sort of PTSD in me. I've always envisioned my life with pets, I really don't want the trauma to take that away from me...

Having cats against has been a lot harder than I expected. The grief & trauma from losing both our cats last year has really flared-up on me. Now I worry about these cats constantly, that something will happen to them, that they'll get sick. I'm always on high alert, it's been beyond exhausting...

If you're as disgusted by this statement as I am, please send a message to @mark-carney.bsky.social letting him know how you feel.

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cat-proofing our place really reminded me of the power of cardboard, packing/duct tape & velcro🙏

what are your favourite horror movies of this decade so far? based purely on current whims...

2020 - Relic
2021 - Werewolves Within
2022 - Prey
2023 - TMNT: Mutant Mayhem (don't judge me)
2024 - I Saw the TV Glow
2025 - Weapons (haven't seen too many 2025 movies)

✨adding this to my life goals✨

I've been feeling so conflicted. The joy, hope, warmth, love, but with some stress, and sadness from remembering our other cats that passed away last year. The positives outweigh the negatives, that's for sure, but it's been a lot to deal with, and I've been having issues regulating my emotions.

On the other hand, it adds a layer of stress; always having to be alert in case something happens to them, especially during their young age phase. It also means that if my health gets worse, I might not be able to take good care of them, but I guess that's also a motivation to keep fighting.

Having new cats in our lives has been incredibly emotional. On one hand, having them around, caring for them, seeing their little faces follow us; it's making me believe I can be happy again, that I can love again, it feels rewarding. It's giving me a sense of purpose in life.

One of them, the more brave one, seems to have taken to the place already. The other, the timid one, is still very friendly towards us, but doesn't really want to eat...I hope that changes soon...

Two kittens arrived into our home tonight, it has been a lot of emotions to go through. I really hope they like us, and learn to love us. I also hope they don't cause too much mayhem, they are orange after all. I just want them to settle in nicely and be happy & healthy. They deserve a good life.

Why are the establishment democrats so obsessed with nominating Kamala Harris or Gavin Newsom when they're both polling under 20%?????

I truly believe that the closest you can get to hell on earth is by using facebook marketplace. Really brings out the worst people.

Their names are Reka & Kumara, and we won't change their names, but since they're both orange kitties we thought of giving them irish middle-names. We landed on Seamus & Finnegan, but turns out Seamus Finnigan is the name of an irish wizard in Harry Potter...😑

Coming back from the social media avoidance just to announce that we've been approved for the adoption of a pair of kittens🥹They should be moving in mid-Feb☺️I'm scared to try and love again after losing both our cats last year, but I also need to move forward😌2026 will be a good year🙏

HELL YEAH MISTY!!

I'm tired of people pretending that Canada is a progressive country, or that Quebec is a left-leaning province. Three of the four main federal parties are different flavours of right-wing, and the only left-wing party barely gets any support. Same thing for provincial. It fucking sucks. #CanPol

Between my fickle health and the passing of our cats, making me realize just how short & precious life is, I think I'll be stepping away from all social media. I just need to enjoy every passing day, cut out negativity, and spend as much quality time as I can with my spouse. Cherish your loved ones.

This holiday has been...something.

It's our first christmas after losing both our cats this year, it didn't feel the same; doesn't feel like christmas without them.

Plus, I have the worst flu of my life, with an intense fever and high on flu meds.

At least I got to spend time with my spouse.

a cartoon character in a suit and tie is pointing at the camera and saying cheese . Alt: Wallace, from Wallace & Gromit, excitingly saying "CHEEESE"

Wallace coded

Le coût de la vie/logement principalement, mais aussi le manque de soutien pour les personnes dans le besoin ou qui vivent avec des maladies chroniques.

I'll be going off social media for a while. Moogly is getting worse, I fear that we may have to say goodbye to him soon. I'm not ready for that, and I don't know how I'll get through it. Seeing peoples' pets online is making things worse. Hopefully I'll be okay. Eventually.

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I just don't know how to live on without the cats in my life. It's been so so so hard without Kiki. My life has been feeling empty without her, I feel aimless and lost. Moogly has been a sort of anchor for me, losing him would break me. I just don't know how I'll be able to keep going.

I try to comfort myself with the fact that we really thought we were going to lose him back in September, so the last two months, as hard as they have been, were somewhat of a blessing, being able to spend more time with him. I'm still not ready to say goodbye though...

It's just so devastating to see him not being himself, and feeling helpless. We've been managing his symptoms with a few meds, and it does seem to help, but it's temporary. We have no clue what's going on with him, and because of that, there doesn't seem to be any hope of actually making him better.

I feel so defeated. I've been trying so hard. I'm doing everything I can to help Moogly, but it isn't enough. I feel like I'm doing something wrong, that it's my fault. My psychiatrist says that sometimes you can do everything right, but things still go badly; I get that, but still blame myself.

Haven't posted much recently because I've been focusing on Moogly, the last couple of weeks he's been eating more, he started cleaning himself again, even meowing every now and then; but over the last couple of days he seems like he's getting worse again. Serves me right for getting my hopes up.

every day that goes by I hate my own country more & more...

can't we just give the land back to the natives already? we had our run and clearly we're not fit to govern this country...