https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2n34NrkDlZk

You know it.

My wife used to call him “Pook” or “Pork Chop” alongside his actual name.

He responded to any of them.

The act of pulling it back isn’t uncomfortable. Peeing while doing so is what is, at least for me, uncomfortable.

I’m out of ideas. It was just my cute expired dog.

Interesting.

That seems like a .zip issue, but if you prefer, here’s the original imgur post I made many years ago:

I have now realized you are a troll taking advantage of my naivete. Thank you for the information. I still hope you have a good, if unsuccessful day, though.

I can’t tell whether to believe you. What country is yours? Arabia?

I support things that support the climate, but if you’re really trying to do that, you’re not doing your cause a service. If you’re just trolling, I’ve never understood the purpose of that anyway.

I love the winter, yeah. I admit I don’t walk in the snow much (though I did so two days ago), but I like being in and near it. I mostly don’t walk in it because I have mild PTSD from breaking my ankle in some. I can’t really walk far at all, with or without snow.

However, I moved across several states and hundreds of miles to experience more of it. The last few months I’ve been sleeping with the window open. Because I like the cold and I like hearing the snow fall.

I primarily, though not entirely, drive an EV.

Don’t know what to tell you. I get that this comment might be in jest, but I really dislike it. I think I’m more mad at you than I have been with anyone else on lemmy. I almost considered swearing at you but it’s probably not warranted.

Uh … Hope you have a good day.

A perspective past someone’s side mirror, showing the characters from the movie “Ice Age,” implying that the photographer in the modern times is coexisting with animated characters who existed during the most recent ice age.

IE, the poster is cold.

After my last few posts I’m in a sentimental mood. I’m gonna tell a barely related story.

Apparently, when my mother was a kid some seventy to eighty years ago, her sisters had a stalker. As a result, their parents switched the rooms of their daughters. (Probably not the approach I would take, but since I didn’t exist at this point I wasn’t consulted.) My mom got a new room but was understandably worried about the stalker. She talked to her adopted sister - whom she liked much better than her biological ones - about her fears, saying “what if I wake up and he’s at the window, staring at me? What would you do?”

The sister in question said “I’d stare right back at him!”

So, for the third time in my lemmy career, one time very recent: thanks for reminding me of my mom. Most recently I said thanks for doing so in an unconventional manner, but at this point I’m inclined to say thank you for reminding me she was unconventional.

He was a good dog.

I loved his huge (and yes, soft) head. I often told him so.

Preemptive edit: Connect keeps deleting the text of my post before I can post it and it’s really annoying. As a result this might not be as articulate as I tried to make my first attempt at a response.

Where I grew up, there was a horse pasture at the end of the road. (And another at the other end, but that one was at the top of a big hill so I never really saw the horses there. I only know it was a pasture because apparently my sister had a horse there, then lost it when she started getting younger brothers.)

Once my mom was driving my brother and me somewhere, doesn’t really matter where, and while she waited at the intersection adjacent to the pasture we could see, my brother and I observed a horse in an odd pose. While waiting to be able to cross traffic, she realized we were trying to figure out the horse’s unusual stance and said “and that, gentlemen, is how horses pee.”

Thank you for reminding me of my mother, if in an unconventional manner.

I figure, even if I didn’t like the cold - and I do - for the most part, I’m probably only tolerating it from the car to whatever is the destination. That’s generally a pretty short walk - often a lot less than a minute - and I know most public buildings are, as you said, a thousand degrees.

So during the winter I just wear long pants and short sleeves and endure whichever extreme wherever I must.

This is why I moved to a colder area. I know it won’t last, but I can enjoy it a bit longer.

Shortly after I moved here, I was waiting my turn in a barber shop and chatting with a stranger and told them the same. Their response: "wow, most people don’t move to here for the weather.

More people should appreciate cold.

IIRC you’re in the UK (genuine apologies if I got it wrong) and I’ve recently learned that imgur is blocked there, but I made this album a long time ago and am not sure how to (simply and securely) mirror an imgur album.

I don’t think I have a turtle equivalent, but my dad was an “elephant person”:
https://imgur.com/a/dads-elephants-recent-shNzI

His elephant collection even featured paintings - shown in that album - because they were painted by elephants. One birthday, to his great joy, I took him hundreds of miles to ride an elephant (I didn’t know those events were cruel back then, I’m not proud of doing this now, but I am proud of how happy it made him to meet an elephant in person).

In case you can’t access that album, here’s my favorite entry in his collection; lightning took down a tree in his yard, so he hired a woodcarver to make this out of it:

I think I would prefer the floormat that got stuck under the pedals. At least then you could theoretically do something about it (even if practically you probably didn’t have time).

With how promiscuous he is in the films, that would make sense.

As unsettling as that can be, I certainly prefer it to what I’ve seen at some rest stops - mostly in Pennsylvania, but I’m not well traveled - where, to discourage drug use, they have half (at best) stall doors which (by design) provide no privacy at all.