Friday, August 12, 2016
Saturday, July 16, 2016
Hello everyone. I would like to introduce you to good friend of mine: the creature of Doctor Frankenstein, AKA The Monster.
Hello Monster! Hello!
See? He's very pleased to meet you.
My friend The Monster was looking for a new pet since his vampire bat, Jessica, died in her sleep.
Rest in peace, Jessica.
You see, The Monster is single and a little lonely. So I figured he needed a new companion and took him to the pet shop to choose his new pet.
What about a dog?
Or a canary?
Nevermind. A cat maybe?
The Monster was about to give up. What kind of animal could possibly replace his beloved bat?
But suddenly he chanced upon young Kyle and his goldfish...
Kyle's popularity has dramatically increased since his dad started working in a GMO laboratory.
For The Monster it was clear now, his next pet would be a walking goldfish!
Have fun with your new friend my dear Monster!
Sunday, July 10, 2016
Let me tell you the story of How I Got To Have So Many Dogs. It started last year. My dog Katie's belly started to inflate and swell...
And she gave birth to a shitload of insanely cute baby dogs.
But I couldn't keep them all, I had to let some of them go in their new families. It was hard.
But I decided to keep
two. Three. Four.
These four dogs are my babies. They are friendly and cute, but poorly trained, I admit.
They have an unlimited potential for destruction. Trying to keep a clean place in their presence is like brushing your teeth while eating cookies.
They're sled dogs, full of energy. We do sport together. Extreme sport.
Theses big puppies are so funny and adorable. Everybody loves them.
Well almost everybody... My old siberian husky's not their greatest fan.
Saturday, July 9, 2016
When I was a little girl, I was a real bookworm. I was particularly fond of stories about sled dogs and exciting adventures in the Far North.
I decided that I wanted to be a musher.
I grew up and -sorry mom- I didn't change my mind!
But before buying my first Alaskan husky, I needed to learn more about sled dogs. So I decided to spend a couple months in the northern forest in Canada with a real musher and his team.
And I learned a lot of things.
Living in the bush with animals is TRULY amazing. But not in the glamorous way that is depicted in books and movies. If you're not into mushing this is certainly how you picture yourself a dog musher:
But in reality this is how I was looking like after having spent a few days with the dogs.
Yeah, I was looking (and smelling) like a hobo. But it did'nt bother me. At least I was living my life to the fullest. Maybe it was not that glamorous but the surrounding was stunning.
But more important, I learned about DOGS.
Dogs are beautiful people. They are gentle and sweet creatures.
But sled dogs are born to run. When it comes to pulling, sled dogs run wild. Handlers, watch out!
Harnessing up a dog can be tricky as they are very excited about running.
Dogs are real characters. Some of them, like little Kera are very shy and quiet.
But their true personality fully reveals itself when you put them in front of a sled.
When some other dogs, like Halona, think that being pretty will exempt them from this exhausting exercice.
The dog's will to run is a fundamental of Mushing. You cannot force a dog to run. They do it because they like it.
Meet Blue. He's a gorgeous and powerful canine athlete.
Blue loves his job. But he also loves to give slobbery kisses to his teammate! Yes...even the best dogs have their moments.
Snow dogs live a very simple life. They run, eat and sleep. And they never get bored of this routine. They are very enthusiastic about what they do, and very grateful for what they have. They often express this gratitude by singing. And a good meal or a nice run are all good reasons to sing!
But sometimes, the timing is wrong...
Friday, July 1, 2016
Animals walk by our side since the dawn of Humanity. These noble creatures used to be precious assets in the great fight for survival.
Nowadays, although they've become completely useless, pets are still very popular: their lovely facies allow them to blithely squat our homes, live a lazy life and enjoy free food. No struggle for life anymore for those lucky bastards!
Meanwhile the wild animals that used to be a threat are now endangered.
You can say, okay fair enough! They helped us in the past, we owe them. But sometimes it gets just ridiculous, don't you think? I have a friend who's got an old fat cat, she calls it her baby... It spends his life eating like a pig and shedding hair on her bed. My friend thinks he's just adorable.
I think he's lucky to be born a cat. Imagine one second if he was actually a human being...
Isn't he cute and chubby?
Pets are nothing more than parasites. Let me show you now a beginner's guide to the feline sponger:
Well... actually I have no lessons to give about that. I'm seriously infested myself.