That makes sense, he was really undersized compared to the rest.
I wish that they were the biggest problem bug for my tomatoes, but that title goes to the godforsaken spider mites. They decimate my plants every summer as soon as the weather turns hot, and I've tried so many things to combat them.
This year I've applied a couple rounds of predator mites, and in addition to some ruthless pruning of affected plants, I feel like I'm actually holding ground in the battle. Though really hoping that the predator mites will establish a population, as they're a pricy solution.
Aww what a sweet baby. I'm sure he appreciates the comforting after the vet <3
Somehow, I can tolerate "jpheg" much easier than the forsaken "jif."
I'm a geologist, but not the fun kind that gets to look at actual rocks.
I do environmental and some geotechnical work, which pretty much boils down to "Is the dirt poisoned?" and "How hard do I have to squish the dirt to make the future building not fall down?" There's few things to get excited about, but it's steady work and pays the bills.
They're also at the lowest drainage point for that whole valley. Plus, the properties of the lakebed make it so that water is very slow to soak into the ground, so it's going to take a while for things to dry out.
Hah, the number on my bank account sometimes feels like it's just pixels.
But most valuable to me would be old irc chatlogs with people who've passed. It's been years since I've felt the need to pull them out and read them, but I'm happy to know they're there.
I curate the communities I follow to only be nice, hobby-related things, so when I've had enough of the all feed, there's plenty to see without the horror stories.
That kids who grow up with new technologies are unphased and take them for granted, but marvel at old fashioned things that the elders grew up with and took for granted.
Varies depending on the site, sometimes it's gasoline, or solvents, or heavy metals or PFAS. As for how it happens, accidental or deliberate releases. I've found military documents from the 50s that say the official place to dispose of used motor oil was a pit they'd dug in the ground.
It's pretty depressing, but the fact that soil and groundwater are almost certainly contaminated anywhere that humans have touched. I've seen all kinds of places from gas stations, to dry cleaners, to mines, to fire stations, to military bases, to schools, to hydroelectric plants, the list could go on, and every last one of them had poison in the ground.
Oh of course! I kept an eye on the local lost pet listings and had her checked for a microchip, no luck with either.
I don't know how long a young kitten can go without food, but she was extremely skinny, had fleas and worms, and with how matted her fur was with leaves and filth, she really didn't look like she'd been taken care of. 😢