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Angels angels
03:56:21 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Since she is a WWW she is probably going to be all up week 4 so you won't be able to match her until week 7 atleast lol. You could either yolo it and throw her to a random ABLB dude or wait to breed her
pandemoniu_m
03:53:43 pheezy
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Not sure how im gonna match my capture day girl. Can I trust Wk4 stats when she hits it? Otherwise might just throw her at my EWW stud again until her training shows more. 😬
Black Dragon Stable
03:23:54 BDS / Black / Stormy
It's just baking powder! Doesn't even come with strong scents to burn their poor little noses.
Black Dragon Stable
03:23:14 BDS / Black / Stormy
My cats are spazzing. I put down (pet safe) carpet powder to deodorize the carpet to finish vacuuming and you would think I laid down some white death.
Wild_Potatoes
03:22:03 
Im feeling the same
Angels angels
03:21:40 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I got lucky to find another brindle Manchado lol my other boy is 21 now
Angels angels
03:19:24 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I am afraid I am not going to get another one before she passes
Angels angels
03:18:18 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Wild
I feel that. My chimmy brindle is getting old
Wild_Potatoes
03:14:55 
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This makes me sad to see her getting old to
Black Dragon Stable
03:14:16 BDS / Black / Stormy
I was not a happy camper with my doctor. She insisted that she could handle my case when all I wanted was a referral to a high risk doctor.
Angels angels
03:10:34 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I believe it is just straight glucose syrup lol
MakeEm Fancy
03:10:21 Ally 💜
I have heard orange was the go to. I was going to pick orange cause I had an appointment scheduled and that didnt happen
Black Dragon Stable
03:09:45 BDS / Black / Stormy
I was given orange... I don't care for orange. But surprisingly, it was one of the only things that went down easy and stayed down while I was expecting.
Green River Stables
03:08:40 
That sucks BDS! I'm 29 wks preggers so I get the joys of doing it lol

I did the lemon lime flavor, it did not taste like lemon lime
Green River Stables
03:07:46 
Angel
It was like chugging syrup almost... Lol
Black Dragon Stable
03:07:34 BDS / Black / Stormy
This was while I was expecting.
Sunni
03:07:15 Sunni bunny
Green I hated those drinks I tired both flavors.
The fruit punch one was awful I felt so sick.
Black Dragon Stable
03:07:05 BDS / Black / Stormy
My doctor was insistent that I was diabetic, so I had to do the glucose test and came back as not diabetic and she was so mad at being wrong that she wanted me to test again... and again.

She's not my doctor any more.
MakeEm Fancy
03:07:02 Ally 💜
I never had to do it but I have heard its gross
Angels angels
03:06:38 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Green
Oh I have heard it is nasty lol

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Angels angels
03:56:21 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Since she is a WWW she is probably going to be all up week 4 so you won't be able to match her until week 7 atleast lol. You could either yolo it and throw her to a random ABLB dude or wait to breed her
pandemoniu_m
03:53:43 pheezy
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Not sure how im gonna match my capture day girl. Can I trust Wk4 stats when she hits it? Otherwise might just throw her at my EWW stud again until her training shows more. 😬
Black Dragon Stable
03:23:54 BDS / Black / Stormy
It's just baking powder! Doesn't even come with strong scents to burn their poor little noses.
Black Dragon Stable
03:23:14 BDS / Black / Stormy
My cats are spazzing. I put down (pet safe) carpet powder to deodorize the carpet to finish vacuuming and you would think I laid down some white death.
Wild_Potatoes
03:22:03 
Im feeling the same
Angels angels
03:21:40 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I got lucky to find another brindle Manchado lol my other boy is 21 now
Angels angels
03:19:24 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I am afraid I am not going to get another one before she passes
Angels angels
03:18:18 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Wild
I feel that. My chimmy brindle is getting old
Wild_Potatoes
03:14:55 
-HEE Click-
This makes me sad to see her getting old to
Black Dragon Stable
03:14:16 BDS / Black / Stormy
I was not a happy camper with my doctor. She insisted that she could handle my case when all I wanted was a referral to a high risk doctor.
Angels angels
03:10:34 [1k+ brindles] Angel
I believe it is just straight glucose syrup lol
MakeEm Fancy
03:10:21 Ally 💜
I have heard orange was the go to. I was going to pick orange cause I had an appointment scheduled and that didnt happen
Black Dragon Stable
03:09:45 BDS / Black / Stormy
I was given orange... I don't care for orange. But surprisingly, it was one of the only things that went down easy and stayed down while I was expecting.
Green River Stables
03:08:40 
That sucks BDS! I'm 29 wks preggers so I get the joys of doing it lol

I did the lemon lime flavor, it did not taste like lemon lime
Green River Stables
03:07:46 
Angel
It was like chugging syrup almost... Lol
Black Dragon Stable
03:07:34 BDS / Black / Stormy
This was while I was expecting.
Sunni
03:07:15 Sunni bunny
Green I hated those drinks I tired both flavors.
The fruit punch one was awful I felt so sick.
Black Dragon Stable
03:07:05 BDS / Black / Stormy
My doctor was insistent that I was diabetic, so I had to do the glucose test and came back as not diabetic and she was so mad at being wrong that she wanted me to test again... and again.

She's not my doctor any more.
MakeEm Fancy
03:07:02 Ally 💜
I never had to do it but I have heard its gross
Angels angels
03:06:38 [1k+ brindles] Angel
Green
Oh I have heard it is nasty lol

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The Swamp March 14, 2022 09:16 PM


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On a clear evening --deep in the southernmost part of Florida-- a man sat upon his porch, creaking back and forth in a weathered rocking chair. A low, droning buzz rose from the swamp. Years of life on the bayou had taught him that this indicated mosquitos rising in swarms, preparing for the oncoming summer months.

In waves they would wash over the shores of mud that encased the swamp. Bubbling water, colored vomit green and umber brown, was the birthplace of the swarms that devoured the land each year. In the eyes of the man, it would be a harsh summer; temperature records had already been shattered and it was only the onset of the long, sweltering months to come. Pale blue eyes, set deep in creases of tanned skin, scanned the horizon, waiting for the buzzing to cease. It did not. Previous years had brought mild mosquito seasons; this summer was different. Buzzing droned in his ears and consumed his consciousness. They were coming for him.

The man rose unsteadily from his rocker; a wrinkled hand grasping firmly the feeble arm of the chair. Pale blue eyes flicked back and forth, observing the dark crevices of the swamp that lay before him. The droning resounded vehemently. For a moment he realized his foolishness and slowly sank back down into the rocker. There was no need to leave, the murmur would remain in the swamp, he would remain on the porch.

Rays of sunlight filtered through the dense foliage above the man. Evenings in Florida were quick; the final light of the afternoon plummeting quickly into the depths of night. Rocking quicker the man’s old eyes criticized the ever darkening swamp before him. His heart rate rose steadily. The elderly man chuckled to himself and finally stood. Sitting was a waste of time, instead of causing himself unnecessary trepidation he figured that it would be best to leave the porch and take a stroll among the palmettos.

A single lamp was lit, hanging on the front post of his porch. It oscillated softly in the gentle evening breeze. Dull light emanated from the lantern, barely illuminating the surrounding area. Hobbling down his walkway, he extended an aged hand to rustle the branches of the palms. A murmur rose once more from the swamp. Hastily the man’s eyes flashed up. He peered unseeingly into the darkness, searching for what he knew caused the annoyance.

“Silence, silence,” he muttered softly into the salty breeze.

Gloom canvassed the landscape as stars appeared above. With the dawn of night came the presence of the nocturnals. Hissing noises could be heard from the gators that inhabited the putrid waters. The decrepit man found himself wandering off the path of his home and into the swamp.

His eyes were weak and fumbled over the surroundings, searching for a recognizable landmark. The buzzing droned on. He reeled around in the darkness searching for the source of that troublesome, grating sound. He could only make out a mere shadow in the ever darkening woods. The gnarled voice barked out a low greeting, assuming the shadow belonged to a fellow wanderer. No reply was offered. Stumbling over twisted roots of cypress trees the man found that his shoes were becoming sodden with the sunless waters of the shore. Looking down he realized the filthy water had risen to the cuffs of his jeans. Frantically he sloshed backwards, eager to free himself from the mucky grasp of the bog.

As he thrashed the night grew still. The sounds of the bayou ceased and from the darkness a set of glowing eyes locked upon him in his struggle. No longer was the buzzing rising from behind trees out of the water. The hissing of the gators had ceased; only his shallow breaths disturbed the night. On his arm he felt the pinch of a mosquito, desperately trying to siphon a small taste of blood. Slowly the old man squashed the bug against his arm. Against his leg he felt a cold, scaly limb, rubbing like sandpaper on his agitated nerves. His blood chilled and shivers shook the waning body of the man.

Yellow eyes fixated upon him. Much closer than they had been a minute prior. It was dark. Painfully dark. The moon lent no light to allow sight to the old man. All that glowed in the dark were the eyes watching him. Struggling against the swamp with ever growing urgency the man watched the eyes. They bobbed, up and down, up and down. The water level would cover them, then once more reveal the glowing orbs as they inched closer. Occasionally an eye would close, relieving the unwavering gaze. It was only ever one eye that closed.

The scent of fear permeated the already reeking swamp air. The eyes disappeared beneath the surface of the water. A feeble shriek escaped the elderly man as he disappeared beneath the water. Bubbles rose to the surface of the swamp, marking the old man’s grave. The droning mosquitos returned and a new scent joined the conglomeration of smells already present in the swamp. Only the acrid stench of blood could create the malodor that now drifted peacefully through the swamp, wafting on the evening breeze as stars appeared in the vast heavens above.


Edited at March 14, 2022 09:35 PM by Vellum Elites
The Swamp March 14, 2022 10:49 PM


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this is very vividly written!
The Swamp March 16, 2022 03:46 PM


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FirstLightFarms said:
this is very vividly written!


Thank you! I wrote it quite awhile ago and recently went through and revised it. Thought I would share it here for some people to enjoy. :)

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