Some say I’m a little hard on my friends, but I honestly wouldn’t do anything to them I wouldn’t first do to myself.
This is my friend Carol. It’s been a while since I cut her face, but she’s healing up nicely now.
She’s still talking to me.
I went through the process of turning 50 the other day. Honestly, it didn’t hurt a bit. Except when I whacked myself with my glow-in-the-dark poi (Balls on strings that you whirl about in patterns – theoretically in a graceful manner.) But that happened because I was practicing growing old disgracefully. And playing. Oh, and attending my own 50th Birth Anniversary Steampunk Soiree. Continue reading
Lek Chailert, founder of Elephant Nature Park – she gets to many places and helps many other beings. An awesome woman!
Otis finally left us at the age of 16. Apparently in her last two weeks she would go and visit some people around the corner who had two huge dogs and several cats. They told us that she would walk up to the animals’ bowls and help herself to their food, then lie down in the garden, and their dogs and cats would all lie down around her. On the last day they found her in her final sleep, in the same situation.
In some of the later photos here, her physical deterioration is evident, but she was still really big on the inside… Continue reading
I really want to touch you but you’re icky and sticky…
Otis, I notice
Is quite into bugs
She’ll chase after wetas
And follow the slugs
She’ll poke at their feelers
With tentative paws
And sniff at the slime trails
Crossing the floors
The wetas will poke back
With big spiny legs
And cling to her fur
Like ugly clothes pegs Continue reading
She watched as he slunk by, her eyes growing round…
Otis, I noticed
Was washing her paw
When Burma sneaked over
(The cat from next door)
She watched as he slunk by
Her eyes growing round
Her fur rose in hackles
She leapt to the ground Continue reading
In which Otis hunts for food, and finds the source…
Otis, I notice
Is lumbered with greed
She never has learned
That there’s time between feeds
She’ll sit round and meow
Like a beggar instead
And pretend to my friends
That she never gets fed Continue reading
– Sophie Swetchine
Hope and his mahout/minder Korn going for a wander at Elephant Nature Park, Chiang Mai, Thailand.
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