The touching and tragic story of a little Meaty cub and his new family…
Today, Shinkachu and I adopted a wonderful little baby Meteor Goliath. We took him in and affectionately called him Meaty…Sadly, he passed soon after, but fortunately, we made this album of all our memories together, that he may be remembered always. RIP Meaty. I’ll always love you. Even though you roasted me alive and slammed me into the ground like a porcelain doll.
Here’s Meaty, stepping into his new life for the first time:
Meaty, exploring his new home.
Meaty, showing me his teeth to prove that he’d flossed and brushed before I gave him breakfast. He always loved eggs and mammoth bird. ;-;
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Meaty takes up basketball with the help of his father.
Meaty and I sharing a tender family moment as I sing him a lullaby before bed.
Aaaaaaaaaand Meaty going into a killing frenzy and brutally assaulting me, then his father, after we tell him he’s adopted…But hey. Water under the bridge.
We love you Meaty. Rest well. <3