At risk of sounding like a hater and an asshole this looks like AI and if its somehow not, the editor who reworked images and sharpened them up made it look like AI
Edit: yeah its AI
This is the actual image (from a 6 year old reddit post so def not AI). Either someone asked AI to recreate it or AI, being the plagiarism machine it is, was asked for a pic of dogs finding humans in the snow and just ripped off the first image it could find. Another reminder that AI doesn’t actually create anything. Also real cute dogs.
Actually a fantastic example for when you need to illustrate to someone that AI art is theft, blatantly, and not in some abstract way
The miller wanted to impress the world, so he said “my daughter can pass any multiple choice test!” And the child was shown into a room with only a number 2 pencil and a Scantron, and told to pass the test or else she would surely die.
“But I do not have the time to study so much!” The girl cried, and then a little creature appeared behind her.
“I can make sure you pass the test, but what would you give me?” Said the creature.
“My healthy sleep schedule,” said the girl. He accepted the bargain, and she passed the test.
But then she was put into honors classes, and again found herself locked in a room with only a pencil and a Scantron.
“What would you give me if I help you pass?” Said the man, appearing behind her again.
“I would give my active social life,” said the child, and the bargain was again struck.
Then the girl was put into another room, with more tests than she knew what to do with. When the creature appeared again, she said she had nothing left to give.
“Of course you do,” said the creature, “simply give up your identity and self esteem, and you shall pass the tests!”
The girl gave it up, and she graduated with high honors. But she was not happy, and neither was her cruel father, for his prized child was no longer in school and so he could no longer brag about her.
Finally, she went to therapy and the therapist helped her name the creature: he was guilt and shame, familial expectations, a system designed to crush children to pick out the “gifted,” the melancholy of lost opportunities and the anxiety of the future. Knowing the creature’s name, the girl was at last able to reclaim her sleep, then her friends, and finally her sense of self.
“What you really need,” said the therapist, “is a hobby.”
“I’ve been thinking of getting into spinning actually,” said the girl.
(I bring a sort of “Everyone has inherent worth regardless of their productivity” Vibe to every conversation that ableists don’t really seem to like)
Untangling your worth with your productivity is a process that can genuinely take years btw. As a burnt-out neurodivergent/chronically-ill adult with little to no marketable skills I get it, I really, truly do.
Why is it that every time I google something like “Are olives poisonous to cats” the top results are always like “Fun fact: Cats are carnivores! This means that they eat meat. There is no reason to include olives in a cat’s diet. You should feed your cat cat food, which is dry or wet food especially designed for cats. You can purchase this at a store.” like is there a single person alive on the planet who’s googled “Are blueberry muffins safe for cats” because they’re planning on switching their cat to a muffin-only diet??? No, I’m asking because the little bastard somehow popped open the packet while I was putting away the groceries and dragged one under the couch before I could react and now I need to know if I should call the after-hours vet. “Cats should not eat spaghetti.” NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!!!! “Try to keep human food away from cats.” i live in a studio apartment with a completely silent and permanently hungry apex predator who has the intelligence of a toddler and the desperate Machiavellian cunning of a creature who spent his formative months on the streets. He can already open doors and he is this 👌 close to learning how to open the microwave. He is stronger than me and covered in knives. So im gonna do my best but for the moment i just need you to tell me whether this yoghurt is going to kill my son y/n
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