My dad just asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I may or may not have forwarded him an email with my details and attached a membership form for the British Hedgehog Preservation Society.
I really like Hedgehogs plus it’s only £7.50 to join XD.
My swans had BABIES!!!!
Ok so they aren’t my swans but I am quite fond of them. I feed them (fresh bread and lettuce don’t worry I’ve already read up on what to feed them) and I have lovingly named them Vickie and Bertie.
Anyway back to the babies! They have four cygnets named Alfred, Louise, Leopold and Beatrice (cookies if you get the reference to the names). The photo of the cygnet eating with his parents above is Alfred. I’ve noticed he hangs out with his parental unit more than his sibs!
This is the cutest thing ever and I adore the name of the breed!
This Chinese Crested Powder Puff dog can barely keep his eyes open as he’s buffeted by the gale force winds
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2036158/Hurricane-Katia-UK-Worst-storms-15-years-bring-blackouts-chaos.html#ixzz1Xoni2luf
Oh goodness. This doesn’t go with my theme but I had to share this story because it’s so touching.
“Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:
“Dear God, Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick. I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her. Love, Meredith”
We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’ Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:
“Dear Meredith, Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away. Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by. Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I’m easy to find, I am wherever there is love. Love, God…”
It’s silly but I sat here and I cried. I’m just so thankful that there are such beautiful and kind people in this world. Words can’t really express how I feel only that I needed to share this with you all. I feel honoured to be able to share this Earth with you all, especially the person who wrote Meredith back.
Much love to you all tonight and always.
This time next Friday I’ll be hugging my Mom and crying. I’m not ready to fly back, I’m not ready to go into second year and I’m not ready to leave.
To all the high schoolers out there wanting to graduate right now: stop wishing and live in the moment. You’ll look back one day and regret that you wanted to grow up so fast.
In McQueen’s Words “My friend George and I were walking on the beach in Norfolk, and there were thousands of [razor-clam] shells. They were so beautiful, I thought I had to do something with them. So, we decided to make [a dress] out of them… . The shells had outlived their usefulness on the beach, so we put them to another use on a dress. Then Erin [O’Conner] came out and trashed the dress, so their usefulness was over once again. Kind of like fashion, really.”
In McQueen’s Words
“My friend George and I were walking on the beach in Norfolk, and there were thousands of [razor-clam] shells. They were so beautiful, I thought I had to do something with them. So, we decided to make [a dress] out of them… . The shells had outlived their usefulness on the beach, so we put them to another use on a dress. Then Erin [O’Conner] came out and trashed the dress, so their usefulness was over once again. Kind of like fashion, really.”
Animalia: Latin; A life, a living being, living; breath; soul; mind
Totally not related to tumblr but my stupid bird is done blargh two days later. I’m rather slow at sequins but once I got the hang of them it was pretty easy. I still can’t believe they had us bead parrots for our project.
although mine looks more cockatoo-ish
Anyway you wouldn’t believe how much this little bugger cost to bead, £26! (But in defense of London’s overpriced beading shops I was the idiot who fell in love with gel sequins which are the ones at the neck that are shiny and the tail feathers. Rather worth their price don’t you agree?) I’m debating whether or not to go back in at the bottom oh his wing where I ran out of the silver 5mm bugles and replace those sequins with the sparkly gel ones.
What say you?
Edit: We have to do it based on her drawing but I def. see what you mean about the bottom being too thin. I have loads of gels left so I think I’ll go back in there and play as much as I can! Ta!!xx
Edit again: Fleshed him out and added more tail feathers! Much better!!!
I swear this is the last one I’ll post.
“I can’t find my Mom, would it be ok if I hung around with you guys?” An Awesome Texas Morning (After the horses moved on, the doe came for her fawn. So all is well, in case you were wondering…)