Steph is a 2011 graduate of Gettysburg College (majored in history, minored in Civil War Era studies) and current graduate student at Pratt Institute (library science with a focus in Archival Studies) who loves baseball, anime, writing, drawing, Rogue Squadron, cars (and Top Gear), comedy (especially its history and, naturally, the British variety) and her cats and Old English Sheepdogs. Fond of Stanford even though she doesn't go there. Has Asperger's syndrome, a mild form of autism. Created the 30-Day Baseball Meme. One time she made a music video about Buster Keaton's love affair with trains. Since she's an archivist-in-training, she often preserves things on her own. See her scans here.
Author of the webcomic The Historians, the excuse to draw dead comedians called Comedian Heaven, and Londinium, a novel in the making set in 1863 London. Scriptwriter for the webcomic Home By Now, a story about time travel, music, history and general hijinks (meet the incredible artist here!).
Very occasionally posts about herself when she's not posting about baseball, dead people, Top Gear or her pets.
sad but true fact about me: I reblog pictures of the McCartneys only for Martha sometimes
REBLOGGING FOR MARTHA THE SHEEPDOG
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I am totally in agreement with people who say that meticulous dog breeding to produce kennel club approved show-ready pedigrees is as bad as dog fighting. We have a German Shepherd rescue near us so every so often you see people walking those shepherds that have hip issues from people breeding for that coveted sloping leg and they can barely walk and it is the saddest thing
One of my friends was saying dogs shouldn’t be able to win shows if the animal is physically incapable of doing the job the breed was created for, just to keep people from celebrating and passing on these horrible, painful deformities.
My two Old English Sheepdogs were bred for temperament, not looks. They happen to look magnificent, but the fact that our breeder focuses on making sure the dogs are sweet and loving companions to whoever adopts them instead of breeding them to look a certain way is so reassuring. At least one breeder out there is a good person, thankfully.
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I get really excited every time this commercial airs because I have two Old English Sheepdogs and you just don’t see the breed that much on TV anymore.
Which sucks, because they’re an incredible breed.
Happy birthday, cearbhal!
St. Bernards drool a lot.
Cell phone photos of the lineart I’ve finished so far today!
The top one is two Clydes, Rory and Rorri (staturescout and I each have characters named Clyde and Rory/Rorri and I was so excited that I had to draw a thing).
The bottom one is cearbhal’s birthday present. Yes, it’s a Coppertone parody with a St. Bernard in place of that little terrier.
Only lineart left to do today - the thing clarabows and I came up with last night and those Sons of the Desert doodles! I’ve got four hours and forty-five minutes left at work to get it all done in, which is plenty of time. (I work here and catch up on grad school things and art when we don’t have visitors.)
Seriously, seriously hard for some reason.
I should probably just take a day and practice all different sorts of dogs in general anyway.
It’s Kirk Nieuwenhuis. With a puppy.
The problem is that one of the cats (Murphy) likes to be called ‘MuMu,’ and every time I call to him the dogs look for him wildly, so this might not go over well.
When a group of dog rescuers arrived at the market to show the dogs available for adoption, somebody had left 12 puppies on the street – 8 of them were approximately 5 weeks old.
In shock, the rescuers didn’t know what to do. The group had recently canceled several adoption days at the market because of bad weather, so they were over their capacity with puppies still needing to be adopted out. Also, the abandoned puppies were so small that they needed to be fed every two hours, including at night.
That’s when a spayed stray dog approached, lay down beside the shoe box where the puppies were sleeping, and began caring for them.
She wouldn’t let anyone get near the babies.
Very carefully, the rescuers placed the puppies closer to her.
She began caressing them and offering the warmth of her belly to the newborns.
The maternal instinct kicked in and…
after a few hours, she had milk and was feeding the puppies.
The rescue group named her Vida, which means “life” in Portuguese.
I’m not crying, really…I just have a puppy in my eye…
animals are the best
anyone who thinks that animal life is worth less than a human life needs to rethink their life choice
omfg that is the best dog ever
AWWWWHHHHFJFJGKFKFJ
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This is officially the best thing I have ever seen on Tumblr.
hOW DID
WHERE DID THEY FIND THE PERFECT LOCATION
there is even a fucking sailors ship in the back!
THIS IS BEING REBLOGGED BECAUSE THEY GOT AN ACTUAL OLD ENGLISH SHEEPDOG TO BE MAX
ALSO BECAUSE OLD ENGLISH SHEEPDOGS
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I love people food
Our Old English Sheepdog can not contain himself around food. He has discovered that our one year…
SHEEPIE
Completely forgot to post this shot of Barnaby and Louise last night.
