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She's 13 and, y'know, a cat, so she normally loves the heat, but this was too much even for her.

She spent most of my workday on my lap yesterday (though it was still quite warm), and last night she was purring like a motor and rolling around on my bed, even letting me scratch her belly 🥹

As another success, I was really worried about my rabbits during the heatwave (especially as one of them is a lionhead mix), but I put the two of them in the kitchen and kept the blind closed which kept them at a good temperature, they were active and happy as ever.

Normally it's hard to move her from my lap. She didn't even sleep in my bed last night. Now we're sitting in front of separate fans. Don't know if it's tears or sweat pouring down my face 💔

Didn't even sleep in my bed last night, now we're sitting in front of separate fans 💔 Hard to tell if it's sweat or tears pouring down my face

>Saving Wildcats has announced a third consecutive year of wild births, with several released females confirmed to have given birth to new litters in the Cairngorms National Park this June.

Scottish wildcats are the only native felid species left in the UK. They are considered critically endangered, with threats including habitat loss, being hunted as "vermin", and hybridisation with domestic cats.

The Saving Wildcats project, led by the Royal Zoological Society of Scotland, have been reintroducing captive bred individuals back into the wild since 2023. More are due to be released later this summer to ensure genetic diversity, but conservationists are already optimistic.

>Roo Campbell, NatureScot mammal specialist said: “This increase in the wild population is one of the most encouraging signs a reintroduction project can have. It shows that the wildcats that have been released are adapting to the wild, surviving, finding mates and reproducing without human support.”

For anyone around or thinking of visiting the area, one way to support this project and see some "Scottish tigers" for yourself is by visiting the Highland Wildlife Park, located within the Cairngorms in northeast Scotland. One of their permanent residents hissed at me when I was a kid, best day ever.

Here’s a thing that happened to one of my friends. I was there.

Basically, we were walking down the sidewalk, talking about something meaningless. I think it had to do with a movie. Then this bus screeches up, stops next to us, and a bunch of people with “Down with Cis” shirts climbed out and started beating him up. I was punched and kicked a bit too, but I managed to avoid brutalization by going for their faces. After figuring out what’s happening, I started attacking them back, getting them off of him. He was quite injured but I called 911 and he made a full recovery at the hospital. I was fine, with only a cut on my arm that they patched up.

So Reddit, AITA?

INFO: I nicknamed my fists "facts" and "logic"

It's a really hard feeling to articulate. I have ADHD, depression and anxiety, and suspected ASD. I take Elvanse (lisdexanfetamine, I think it's called Vysanse in the US) and citalopram, which help with focus and anxiety but not so much when it comes to executive function.

I live in a one-bedroom flat with a cat and two rabbits. Dishes (because of my dishwasher) and my pets' litter trays & areas are the only chores I manage to consistently keep up with. The rabbits eat a lot of hay which inevitably tracks everywhere. Everything is covered in fur and hay and dust and I also just have way too much STUFF, so there's clutter everywhere.

I'm so overwhelmed I don't know where to start. I manage to do little things every so often but it barely makes a dent. If I manage to declutter my desk, for example, the clutter just ends up elsewhere and gradually migrates back over. I have bags of clothes I need to donate that are just sitting there. I don't have a car so dropping them off or even going to the tip is difficult. I can't hoover with all this stuff in the way, but I can't get this stuff out of the way because— agh!!

I know I'm just whining here. I'm hoping you guys get it because again, it's really hard to articulate, and people who don't struggle with this definitely don't. I've basically been hermitting for months. I think the last time anyone came over for longer than a few minutes was in December. I also don't go out often or keep up with my friends or any of my hobbies because there's this sense of unfinished business, I can't even feel relaxed because I feel so guilty constantly. It's like I don't feel like I deserve to enjoy myself when my home is such a wreck, and when I do go out, I dread going back.

I really intended to get *some* tidying done this weekend but it's 7PM on Saturday and I'm just sitting here, telling myself I'll get up when my phone is charged. What the hell is wrong with me.