LET ME TAKE A DEEP BREATH, BABE.
Doctor Who has returned, and it’s nothing like what we expected. And, yes, this post was meant to have been up last week but then some generous people thought I might enjoy their summer cold. They were wrong. I did not enjoy their summer cold. I move that the assembly strike “generous” from the previous description and substitute “inconsiderate” instead. Everyone in favor? Since my vote’s the only one that matters, motion carried.
NOW THEN: the Doctor has regenerated and helpfully brings a T-Rex to Victorian London in his regenerative confusion, where a beleaguered Clara is immediately supported by everyone’s favorite Paternoster Gang. They manage to produce a widget that corrals the Queen of Dinosaurs into a limited part of London, mainly right next to Big Ben so we always have a handy size reference. Then they whisk the Doctor away and someone manages to get him into a nightgown, and wondering who managed that - as the Doctor ranted and railed in frightened disorientation - added some levity to an otherwise heartbreaking scene. Eleven was still very much inside Twelve, fouling up all his wires, leaving HIM operating with a fault… a phrase he waved at his companions, which he got from his last interactions with Handles, the disembodied Cyberman head. A Time Traveler’s Winston. It’s no surprise that Eleven would be with us essentially all the way through this first episode with Peter Capaldi - the Doctor lived as Eleven for centuries, and in a warzone as well. That’ll give anyone a nasty case of PTLD. (Work it out.)
wtf apparently my car’s trunk was open all night?? i dont. what. how???? i haven’t .. opened it…
You shouldn’t leave captives in there then.
Well, I mean, okay.
Damn, this post needs a warning label. Like: SCREEN MAY STEAM UP WHILE VIEWING.
The way some people freak out about pumpkin spice stuff coming back you’d think it’s a rare drug from a desert planet or something…
(Although, ow typo.)
That right there. You know what that does to me?
The hyenas know what I’m talking about.
Cats who can’t figure out walls [x]
PLEASE TAKE YOUR CAT TO THE VET IF YOU SEE THEM DOING THIS BEHAVIOR OVER TIME.
It’s called “head pressing” and it occurs in dogs and cats.
Head pressing is characterized by the compulsive act of pressing the head against a wall or other object for no apparent reason. This generally indicates damage to the nervous system, which may result from a number of varying causes, including prosencephalon disease (in which the forebrain and thalamusparts of the brain are damaged), or toxic poisoning.
http://www.vet.cornell.edu/FHC/health_resources/toxoplasmosis.cfm (head pressing is listed as a symptom)
http://sevneurology.com/patients/clip-multilobular-osteochondroma (About a dog’s brain tumor but head pressing is listed as a symptom)
I wasn’t going to reblog this until I read the important caption dang thank you!!!
YOU JUST SAVED THE LIFE OF MY CAT THANK YOU!
Can someone please make a gif of Strax throwing up The Times to Clara?
I didn’t make this, but I saw it and your post close together: