I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake By A Horse Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food. I am thinking I would like to try cake. Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape. Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy. Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much. I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on." Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …

The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me.

It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."

As someone with a lot of behavioral risk factors for rabies, I appreciate it being featured as a potential tool for justice

A sign on a wrought iron fence in front of a Brooklyn brownstone reads: “BABY DUCKS! COMING SATURDAY, AUGUST 23, 10 AM TELL THE PRESS!” There is a photo of red tinted baby ducks on the sign.

this is a threat ???

And we love you back!

Thank you for sharing! We stopped this project when COVID hit & I’ve missed it so much

Curious Louisville: Who is the voice of the crosswalk? A sonic mystery revealed at last.

Very excited to re-introduce Curious Louisville! In this project, you ask us your questions about our community & we parter w you to find the answer, then make a radio story & podcast ep about it. Here, at long last, we explore the voice of the walk signs in Louisville. www.lpm.org/podcast/curi...

RIGHT? It’s like, save money in case we have to try to flee the state and country? Or spend money on comforting things? (I know it’s the former)

I made a meme

Radar, a small Jack Russell mix, sits on a lawn covered with newly-fallen leaves. He looks toward the viewer’s right, his eyes and face lit up by bright sunshine. Near his front right foot sits a small stuffed squeaky toy shaped like a turkey (the animal, not the food), about the size of a tennis ball.

Here’s Radar and his turkey.

Oh hai, a Louisville Public Media starter pack? Yes, Indeed. bsky.app/starter-pack...

Thank you ♥️

Radar the jack Russell terrier mix sleeps wrapped up in a Christmas blanket, like a burrito

Lamar, a terrier mix, and Barkley, a chug mix, sit on a blanket on a rug in front of a space heater that looks like a fireplace

Radar and Wendell, two terrier mixes, lay on top of blankets on a green velvet couch.

Lamar, a black, white and tan terrier mix, poses on a Christmas blanket on a white faux fur rug, in front of a fake fireplace

This has been our whole Saturday. Just being lumps.

She wasn’t even talking to her!

Jonese just accidentally called the google mini a whore, so it’s been nice knowing you all

Honestly pickleball has never sounded 100% real to me

Do you think they’re both simulated or is the pickleball real?

New reaction meme just dropped

(photo by @jonephew.bsky.social)

My career requires me to choose FOR THE EAR

It was asynchronous by days, and you also adjusted your settings by sending texts. Which is why my mom constantly tweeted “Set messeges on” (had she spelled it right, twitter would have interpreted it as a command instead of posting it as a tweet).

A pink and white convertible Nissan Figaro is parked on a neighborhood street with the top down. It’s extremely adorable.

This parked in front of my dad’s house last week & the people who got out yelled “Happy Barbie Day!!!” to my stepmom. She got a big kick out of it.

(But now my life is ruined because I know the Nissan Figaro exists and they’re expensive & hard to find.)