So @starspangledspandex and I went in together to commission THIS GORGEOUS PIECE OF PERFECTION from @mirthandstar. Look at them! Bask in the glory of Concubine Steve and King Tony!
Musical prodigy Alma Deutscher aged 11 (seen here with younger sister Helen), is staging her first full-length opera, Cinderella.
Composer, pianist, violinist… Alma learned to read music before she could read words. She began playing the piano aged two and at four years old she was composing her own music.
These are great items because they’re fun for the herbivores to each, the carnivores to tear apart, and everybody to roll and throw around. They’re tactile, olfactory, and edible enrichment all in one!
I believe they’re acceptable on-exhibit enrichment for naturalistic facilities like Brookfield in Chicago, too.
I think of this time of year as Tumblr’s Annual Pumpkining of the Animals Post.
The bat though!
This is the best thing!
Our local pumpkin farm gives any unsold pumpkins to the zoo!
This took approximately 25 years to fill and it probably wasn’t worth the wait lmao I’m sorry ;; but I had a lot of fun writing it.
If there are typos then that’s all completely my fault. I’ve got no beta. All I have is Google Docs and spellcheck.
Maybe it’s a bit of a cliché scene, the both of them lounging around on a couch they dragged out onto the landing pad. But it’s comfortable; there’s no flashing cameras, no invasive questions, and no furtive glances. Just the two of them (and okay, maybe one flashing camera, but that’s just because Tony insists on taking selfies).
“I’m still upset about the Boston creams,” Tony grumbles, a chunk of glazed donut in his hand. He pops the donut into his mouth, sucking off some of the dried glaze that covers his fingers. After swallowing, he adds, “The lack of them, to be more specific.” Although, they did stop by the shop near 6PM, so he supposes he can’t complain too much.
Bucky hands Tony another chunk before polishing off the remainder. “I feel like it’d be harder to share a Boston cream,” Bucky says, actually pondering the logistics of sharing such a donut. He gestures vaguely at Tony’s jeans that probably cost more than what most people make in a week. “Do you want a bunch’a filling all over your pants.”
No, that is NOT what this is. You’ve taken an amazing medical invention, a total game changer, and made up some stupid, faux-deep sentence fragment for it that is a complete falsehood. You should be embarrassed and ashamed, honestly.
This is a ghost heart. What they’ve done is taken a pig heart and stripped it down to, basically, a cell framework that they can use to BUILD A NEW HEART UPON. You could inject stem cells into this framework so that a newly formed personalized heart can be transplanted into a donor with a significantly reduced chance of rejection. FUCKING AMAZING. It’s not been done with human tissue yet, but the promise this given to people who need hearts – or kidneys or livers or whatever – is beautiful. Science is beautiful.
And it’s IMPERATIVE to mention that a woman, Doris Taylor, at the Texas Heart Institute developed this. And she started with a rat heart and worked up to he bigger, more complex (and more human) pig heart. What a total bad ass.
So look, quit making shit up, learn to do a reverse image search on stuff you find on the internet, and STOP ERASING WOMEN IN SCIENCE.
Reblogging for:
The corrected information
WOMEN IN SCIENCE
The fact that rejection rate would be LESS which is VITAL
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