Reblogged from chambergambit
It gets better—the guy is deaf, and he taught his cat the sign for “food.” So the cat’s not just saying “put that in my mouth,” it’s actually signing
Not only that, but if you notice at the beginning, the cat *gets the man’s attention* as any person who wanted to talk to a deaf/hoh individual would (well, and vice versa IME). I’ve done sign since I was 5, and generally, w/o eye contact initially, you wave a hand or lightly touch the arm (if that’s ok with the person you’re trying to converse with, of course).
Generally, adult cats meow mostly to humans, but this cat has figured out that’s not going to work and has adapted. Animal companions! They are INCREDIBLE.
EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND LOOK AT THIS CAT.
Reblogged from zoggprime
WHAT KIND OF WIZARD FISH IS THIS
DUDE THATS A BABY KAIJU
SCIENCE SIDE OF TUMBLR URGENT
This fish is not actually spitting bioluminescent spit…it’s spitting out its bioluminescent food! Some clever scientist has put some bioluminescent ostracods in a tank with some little fish. When agitated, these ostracods (tiny shirmpthings) secrete chemicals that, when combined, emit light.
You’re seeing why right here. Just before the fish spits it out, those light chemicals are filling up the belly of the fish. Now, it isn’t poisonous or anything…but the fish wants NOTHING TO DO WITH IT because the fish has predators too.
So yeah, if you’re a little fish and suddenly you’re FREAKING GLOWING, your lifespan has just gotten a lot shorter.
As soon as the fish realizes that there’s light emanating from its belly, it pukes out the glowing juices (and the little shrimp). You can actually see the ostracod in this gif swimming away down toward the bottom of the tank happy as a clam…or a shrimp.
Evolution is AWESOME.
This is why you gotta follow SciShow on Tumblr.
Reblogged from dahlstrom
I don’t know why Frank insisted on bringing me to this dinner party, I don’t even know what to talk about and everyone’s already having a conversation, it’d be awkward to butt in. A steakhouse? Really? I’m a pescetarian, Frank. We’ve known each other ten years. Nobody’s even bothered to comment on my coat or offered a tummy rub. Your friends are shit, Frank.
my favorite post of 2013