Help a Bro out
In India, a snake protects two pups for 48 hours after they accidentally fall into a hole. At first it was thought that she wanted to attack them, but then noticed she was caring for the puppies. When rescued, the snake was released into a forest.
It is impossible not to share it with you.
that snake is going to snake heaven
I couldn’t help myself.
Neither could I
Me and my Gamz, stuck on the side of the high-way. Gotta make the best out of every situation. Love yah girl.
“How Prom Of 2012 Should Have Been”
Senior prom is suppose to be the best night ever for an eighteen year old high school student. This was not the case for me. My partner of one year by then never danced, never pulled and of the corny romantic stuff, and fell asleep and prom till dawn. Not long after prom, I ended that relationship. He was very insecure, controlling, and would fly off the handle and yell in my face. It was to the point that I that i didn’t want to go home because i didn’t want to have another fight (yes we lived together).
I wanted to remember the good things that happened at prom, not how shitty my date was, so I asked my brother to edit them and put my favorite actor. Ironically the theme of the night was Holly Wood Night. Just for one night, I wanted people to see me and go “Damn, look at her.” and that’s what I got. Thanks Luke, the means a lot to me
Over last memorial day weekend my mom went to help a friend move out of state. Since she was coming in late and was getting a ride with another friend, my sister and I had to go meet her off the highway. We So we got her and the three of us were on our way home.
We were coming home via back roads, and mom was going a bit fast since she was eager to get home since it was 3 am. We were a mile from home, passing some pastures full of cows, and we came around this sharp bend. Just around the bend there was some thing black in the middle of the road. I thought it was a dead skunk, and mom assumed it was a garbage bag. Since she was going kind of fast, and if she swerved we would hit a fence, she opted to straddle it.
As we passed over the black mass there was a tiny thump. We have a blazer, so we’re pretty high off the road. I happen to look out the window at that moment. As I saw what was on the shoulder of the road my mind and heart began to race. All I could think and say was:
“Oh my god mom, you just ran over puppies!”
She looked at me horrified and turned around as quick as possible. And indeed there were puppies scattering all over the road. So my mom picks up a puppy, the smallest of all of them and takes him back to the car. My sister and I set about rounding up the rest of them. I called them to me and she ran them to the car. Thankfully no other cars came by.
One of the puppies had been hit by our car and unfortunately there was no saving him. We managed to get the rest, eight total, into our car. As we’re driving home mom looks at me and asks “What are we going to do with eight puppies?!” I looked at her and said “We could put them in the tub.”
And that’s what we did. We took them inside, put down some old blankets in out huge tub and put them in. After we fed them some watered down dog food we all went to bed.
For the next few days we tried to decide what to do with them. My friend and his family came to see them. His dad kept saying they weren’t taking one. He picked up one of the boys and didn’t put him down until they were in the car to go home. (That puppy in now named Jr. Whopper thanks to my friends little sister.) So as it turns out the one friend mom was riding with that night, his mom runs a dog rehabilitation center where she trains abandoned dogs and gets them good homes.
We kept the runt of all the puppies and took the remaining to the canter. The runt we kept (As pictured above) weighed 3 lbs at his first vet visit. He’s a large breed dog who weighed that much at eight weeks old. My dad kept telling my mom to not get attached and that he wasn’t going to make it.
She put him on a strict high protein food diet and soon he began to grow. We found out that he is a Black lab, Blue tic hound, and black and tan coon hound mix. All the puppies were. So after a year of nurture and care here we are.
He now is a happy one year old dog who weighs 70+ lbs and has way too much energy.
Chance is his name (he has a couple nick names such as Little man and Chancy pants courtesy of me) because he got a second chance to live a happy life after being dumped on the road and left for dead with his siblings.
So Little man, here’s to you for one happy year now, and the many more to come in the future.