Sarah Day πŸ–‹οΈπŸ¦Š

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Author, libertine, virago. Amateur shepherdess. 🌈 She/her. HWA. Dark fantasy novella GREYHOWLER available from Underland Press: bit.ly/greyhowler

A picture taken while standing on the floor looking up at a three quarters height wall. The Emperor Theodosius Magnus, Augustus, Fortunatus, et Pius, who is a large black cat with green eyes, is reclining on top of the wall. His head and front paws are visible. He is approximately four feet above my head. He looks pretty happy.
A green and brown landscape capped by a blue sky and patchy cirrocumulus clouds. Maxfield Parrish ass place to live.
A picture of a plume of grey white smoke over the horizon. It's from a wildfire that started about 20 miles away from our house.
A blurry picture of an ancient grey and white cat in the process of gently mauling my hand.
A roan red and white Nubian goat stands with several of her compatriots in my yard. Not pictured are other goats, but they're there. They're always there.
Several garden beds enclosed in a fence. The sprinklers are running and all the plants are happy.
A video of me approaching and greeting several sheep and goats. I introduce the bottle babies and identify a few other animals by name.
Two bent metal arches meeting in the center, suspending four enormous slabs of concrete above the playa at Burning Man.
An image of a perfectly made gin and tonic sitting in a place of honor on my wet bar, surrounded by glassware and crystal.
My manicured fingers holding a can of marrō sparkling protein in blueberry lemonade flavor. My kitchen floor is unforgivably filthy, but think about what the context of this photo. It should be clear I've given up.
A white cat with orange cap and ears sleeps on the liminal space between my tits and my belly. His little paw is curled just so.
A silicone dog tag with the word DAISY on it. The tag depicts a UFO with a beam coming down toward the word. The tag is attached to a light blue reflective collar. Behind the collar, a relaxed looking golden dog sits patiently.
A selfie partially showing a white woman smiling at the camera but primarily showing a gleaming golden dog smiling at the camera. She had her first bath today and she's extra beautiful.
A phone selfie of part of a white woman in a blue coverall but mostly a beautiful golden white dog in the back seat of a car. She has short, businesslike ears and her paws are oversized, both because she's not fully grown and because her feet are swollen from the number of foxtails and burrs that were crammed into them. It's hard to tell from this picture, but she's significantly underweight, probably about a 2 on the Purina body condition scale. We speculate that she was wandering in the desert for a couple of weeks.
A large black and tan dog with silly little lop ears stands on her back legs with her front paws on the second board of a three board wooden fence. She is starting intently at the wall of an open horse shelter, where a lizard passed recently. She is grinning. Her tail is a perfect circle.
A video of me enticingly shaking a bucket of fucking grain at some dumbass fucking horses
A video of me walking through a pasture with a bucket of grain, looking for some fucking horses
A picture of a Dusty embankment dotted with sagebrush and reclining sheep. One brown and white lamb is laying completely on its side at an angle, resting its soft little cheek on a mound of cool dust
A baby cucumber plant in fresh earth. The plant tag is visible beneath a couple broad green leaves. One leaf wears a split seed on its tip like a jaunty little hat.
A horrible oversized room with a honeycomb bar thing and a horrible greenery wall lit by bar lights like a terrarium from ALIENS.
A close up of a white person's hand on a MacBook keyboard. The nails fingernails are painted light spring green. The ring finger of the have sports a sterling ring with a large round black and clear rutilated quartz on it and side diamond on as accents.
A bowl of instant pot chicken and dumplings, with hot sauce, as suggested.
A black cat with green eyes stares up at me from his box palace.
A screenshot of an email to me with bland, impersonal commentary on my book. It is signed from Margaret Atwood and includes a picture of Margaret Atwood. It is not from Margaret Atwood.
A view from the operator platform of a rental trencher, looking back up the hill at the trench I trenched, which looks like I was only a leeeeeettle drunk when I trenched it.
A close up image of a partial page from my writing log notebook, turned to the May page. The page is written in a brick colored ink mottled with gold shimmer. It's Birmingham Pen Company's Lava Rock Twinkle.
A close up selfie of a white woman with shaggy brown hair in a tank top. Her lower face and chin are visible, lips slightly parted. She is wearing a strand of pearls the color of old blood on an oil slick, separated by copper beads. This picture makes you want to capture and hold her attention.
A weirdly shaped photo of dogs romping on a green lawn, because I cropped it to take the humans out and leave the dogs in
The Angel of State Route 37 by Simon Underwood. A small hand drawing of a car stopped on a highway in front of a strange apparition/growth. It looks like coral or fungus. It appears to have two big wings. The car's headlights are on and the passenger door is open, implying someone has abandoned the car in a big hurry.
Me, a white woman with long brown hair, smiling at the camera. I'm wearing a green cotton jacket and a blue v neck shirt with an online pendant with skulls and gold coins set into it.
A screenshot of my bluesky timeline, with Kat's post about Todd the falcon immediately over Ken White's post about a human named Todd going to a sex club
A video of a baby Nubian goat in an outdoor playpen, screaming at me in inchoate rage
A snow-laced mountain over green farmland, clouds tucked behind its peak
A troop of white, brown, and black lambs wandering through the yard, akin to a horde of zombies from The Walking Dead.
A screenshot of a text conversation where I am told someone has ordered 7 pounds of protein powder and I reply that you can sing 7 pounds of protein powder to the tune of teenage mutant ninja turtles and then apologize.
A large stack of pancakes with strawberries and butter
A well lit picture of a half full martini glass with a burning man logo on it, placed next to a hammered steel cocktail shaker, separated from its lid, which still has the strainer cap on because truly God has turned Her face from my home
A magnetic chore chart whiteboard on the fridge, zoomed in on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday of this week. Instead of having individual cells tracking different chores marked off, someone has written SO MUCH MANUAL LABOR, NOBODY DIED, and LATE NIGHT SHEEP RODEO across the columns for Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday respectively. Other cells and tracking items, such as my cat Andy's every-other-day medication, and hearts for chores done together, are also noted.
Me holding the phone out to take a selfie. I'm smiling. My chin rests on the head of a white dog with a black nose and big brown eyes. He's the size of a moose.
A video of a black Nigerian goat with white ears and a white blaze down his nose drinking from a bottle. It's real cute.
Two baby goats, a tawny one and a black one, both with oversized white floppy ears, recline near a t-post puller and post driver.
A screenshot of one of the researchers from True Detective: Night Country right before the real spooky shit starts to go down saying "She's awake." I've edited it to read "he's awake."
A video of four baby animals (three baby Nubian goats and a lamb) playing together outside.
The Ingredients and steps for a bagel recipe. If you want details on this and can't read the screenshot, mention @sarahday.org and l'll throw the instructions in a Google doc for you.
A picture of me, a white woman with brown hair, wearing a grey sweater and cradling a red brown baby Nubian goat on her chest
Two baby goats doze while pressed against the closed door of a large cat carrier.
Three baby Nubian goats sleep and tumble under a coffee table. Their activities are centered around a white lamb with brown spots, who is asleep and ignoring all of them. The goats are black, silver roan, and fawn red. They all have little white ears.
Two baby Nubian goats sleep in a cuddle pile on a clean puppy pad. One is black with white roaning, the other is reddish fawn. They both have white ears and white caps on their heads. The cat carrier where they sleep at night is visible in the background.
TinyLamb faces the camera while I scratch under his chin. He is smiling.
A white woman with a deranged look on her face cradles a black baby Nubian goat with a white blaze and white ears. He is completely asleep.
A close up picture of a baby Nubian goat who is black with a white blaze and comically large white floppy ears. He's wedged between two canvas-clad knees and has somehow propped his little floppy baby ears up into an accidental rabbit configuration. There is ample waste alfalfa on the floor behind him because we are trying to introduce TinyLamb to solid food and I have lost control of my life.
A video of a baby lamb sucking on my finger. In the audio I remind him that other men would pay good money for this privilege.
Spike from Cowboy Bebop enjoying a long drag on a cigarette and saying "Oh well... Whatever happens, happens."
A white woman with brown hair and a nostril piercing looks distressed and points at a baby lamb, not pictured, asleep on her chest. She looks greasy but in fact is recently moisturized and sunscreened. You can only see the lamb's little suede ears.
A black ewe lamb lounges against some thick ground-laying branches. Her mother and twin sister are nearby, barely visible in frame. Her posture is, in a word, cunty.
This skeet immediately below an 1880s painting of a skeleton pissing titled, creatively, "Death Pissing."
The view from my front porch as dawn breaks. The sky is pink and blue. Mountains in the distance are dusted with snow.
Two baby goats just doing baby goat things
A brown horse inside a snow-strewn pasture under a sky crowded with grey and apricot clouds.
My feet, clad in black canvas sneakers, outstretched into about a quarter mile of leg room because I am both in an exit row and abutting the lavatory. Seriously, I should have brought a yoga mat.