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Right ear, just a Daith and a Lobe on this side. Daith is 2 years old and was the first non-lobe ear piercing I got

Left ear, currently at 6mm on my stretching journey and this is a picture I took to look at the hole when doing some aftercare on it. Helix is about 15 months old and the Tragus is 7 months.

In the absence of her primary human I was granted Spare+ status by Guinness and she had a nap on me, I was on leave with no plans so settled back down to fully enjoy the opportunity.

Spike is one of the bonded brothers we adopted a few months after the passing of my OG Storm. He is the more vocal of the two and got himself a reputation for stealing, he has come home with the following:
Kids toy crocodile
A stretch Arnold type toy
Piece of salmon
Pork chop
Slice of bread
A football
Sponge golf ball

He is also a bit of a daredevil and has fallen out of a few trees and first used his hunting skills to catch wasps, which is how he got stung in the mouth.

He has mellowed out a bit as he turned 2, but we love the character he has become

From a tiny kitten who arrived curled up in a small box to a cuddly chonk, Storm is the cat my housemate wanted with the hopes that he would be hers. He had other ideas and firmly imprinted on me, it was the start of a 16 year friendship.

Almost put down once and made a miracle recovery on the way to the vets, we enjoyed a bonus extra year with him until the illness returned and the seizures just kept coming. It was nearly a year before the seizures started that he adopted Guinness for us.

This was his favourite place to be, snuggled up to his favourite human. I have his paw print tattooed on my arm where he would tap me to get scritchies. The day after he passed the garden was alive with butterflies and to this day when I see one it brings a smile to my face to think about him.

One of the three voids that live with us, this is Guinness. She is about 4 years old, not entirely sure as she was a feral stray who was pregnant when she found us and was taken into a shelter when she had the kittens in someone else’s shed. We tracked her down and was told she was not adoptable as she was attacking the foster helpers, said nonsense she has a place with us.

We think our older cat adopted her for us before he died. While they were not snuggle buddy friends, she was the first cat he didn’t chase off. After he passed she was lonely, so we adopted two kittens from a local rescue as few months later and now she tolerates two void brothers.

I like this picture because she doesn’t usually act like this with me, she is usually a mummy’s girl. But on this occasion she came from her spot by the window, gave head bonks and was purring so hard that I stopped what I was doing to give her my full attention after taking pictures so the wife would believe me. She is definitely opening up more as she goes and it’s nice to be there for when these moments happen.

I think I have reached a stage where I’m going to need to change things up to move into the next phase of growth.

I have been following guides like this one which is more about the daily routine, my concern is that around the corners of my mouth where beard meets stache. Should there be some separation? As I find sometimes the hairs get caught up with one another and make it harder to keep it straight.

Been growing it out since March after seeing what the winner had that I didn’t in a beard contest, previously it was trimmed to the lip line.

Using a few drops of beard oil and then a wax that’s as hard as I can find that doesn’t need heat to apply it, beard oil is Morgan’s and the wax is Sudden Death.

Thanks in advance.

Got my septum pierced this morning, I like how subtle it is. Plan on stretching it to a 1.6mm diameter ring down the line. But right now I am realising how much I unconsciously touch my face, looking forward to that not feeling so spicy