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    Both are standard sized birds (not bantams). I don’t think there is too much difference.
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    She's beyond help I think and should be PTS if she hasn't gone already. Poor condition stock from the breeder and should be their responsibility. Sorry, but there are too many jokers selling bad birds to make a quick profit at the moment.
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    What type of rabbits are they? Long haired or ordinary short haired? Short haired (apart from rex) should be fine outside, even in rain. Maybe change their bedding in the Go? If the bedding gets to damp or wet they might prefer to stay outside. Also you could cover their run, so they keep dry.
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    A moth goes into a podiatrist’s office. The doctor asks the moth, “What seems to be the problem?” The moth says, “Doc, I don’t know where to start. I feel like my whole life has been a waste of time. I’ve been at the same job for twenty years and I don’t just hate it, I’m revolted by it. I can barely summon the strength to drag myself in every day but I have no choice because I’m in debt up to my compound eyes. The idea of doing this job for years more just makes me sick." "I’ve grown apart from my wife. She’s no longer the woman I loved, and I can barely stand to be around her but I feel guilty for feeling that way about her. Doc, it just eats me up inside." "My daughter’s shacked up at eighteen with a guy I can’t stand who’s terrible for her and she dropped out of school, but she won’t listen to reason and it breaks my heart. And my son… Doc, I just don’t know if I love my own son, because he reminds me of everything I hate about myself. I look into his eyes and see the same digusting, snivelling cowardice I know everyone sees in mine. I can’t even work up the courage to pull out my gun and blow my own brains out. I feel like my entire life is nothing more than a fragile web of lies just barely holding me back from the screaming abyss." The podiatrist says to the moth, “You do seem to have a lot of problems, and it's clear you need professional help. But I’m just a podiatrist; you need to see a therapist, a psychiatrist even. Why did you come to me?" “The light was on." Badoom, tsh. I'll get my coat.
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