Nigger was a male black labrador retriever belonging to Wing Commander Guy Gibson of the Royal Air Force, and the mascot of No. 617 Squadron. Gibson owned the dog when he was previously a member of 106 Squadron. Nigger often accompanied Gibson on training flights[1] and was a great favourite of the members of both 106 and 617 Squadrons. He was noted for his liking of beer, which he drank from his own bowl in the Officers' Mess.[2]
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Originally posted by Incessant
Yesterday I threw a going away party for my friend. But my cake didn’t cool long enough so the cream cheese whipped frosting was just slowly melting and the strawberry glaze was just slipping and sliding. The cake looked like it was bleeding by the time we cut into it.
On the way to the party I saw a deceased white cat that had been run over. I was horrified. I love cats especially white ones. I wanted to freak out, but I was late for the party and I had everything in my car. I was responsible for every aspect which I realize now is very dumb.
I think the cat was an omen. My cousin is in the hospital with pneumonia and fluid in the lungs. It’s not looking good. He’s in the icu and isn’t increasing oxygen rates even after the procedure. They had to intubate him and they’re hoping to save the other lung but like… you can’t live with one lung right?
I ignored the signs of dark portent. I can only hope my prayers helped.
