Timber!

To avoid misinterpretation of my last published picture of my homegirl Tove, I send this. She's cute most of the time but can transform into a furious stick-eater in a blink of an eye. If you plan to throw her that piece of wood, it just might be chopped down to toothpicks already. And yes, the low-pitched growl really comes out of that walking and peeing subwoofer. Long-life, rechargeable batteries included.

Enter Tigress

Did you know that cross-breed dogs can be sometimes mixed with other species? In my home sweet foster home there was a herd of cats and I'm sure those semi-wild mammals put something feline in my canine meal! I've gathered evidence of that:

First: I'm a brainl.. fearless hunter. If my target is smaller than me and not coming towards me, I am ready to attack.

Second: If a ball of yarn is left unattended, I will make sure it's the last day of it's life. See picture above. Please note my skillfully imitated catsy posture.

Third: I have developed a high level of ignorance to most commands that try to encourage me to any particular direction. 

Anyway, my new cat "friend" Alfie, didn't like me that much. Actually I did'n have the guts to find out what he tought of me because my mouse part told me to keep away from that aggressivly sizzling Alfred Scissorhands.

Underworld

I finally started the construction for expanding Undersnow network in London. Next new stop for Central line will be Orimattila which will probably be located somewhere between Bethnal Kreen and Liver(yummy!)pool Street. Opening ceremonies will be grand, oyster cards and other snacks will be served. Until then, I will keep on eating snow and converting it to oaky chardonnay.

The picture above was taken on a high speed camera to be able to express the dynamics of penetrating the surface and digging. 

Wings, the things I love

Did you know that I am a frequent flyer on Finnair nowadays? You didn't, I know and me neither. I hope that I had my share of flying already. I didn't really get traumatic or anything, because flying is all about wings and I love wings. Some canine air mile collectors are used to travel even globally but they are often heavily on drugs while flying. I've heard that flying is possible even without an aircraft when narcotics are involved. This kid's paws stay firmly on the streets, I promise!

Tove Wolfskin

The accidental appearance of snow in Victoria Park some time ago was great training for me. I now live in a country that is covered in snow 24/7. I just can't wait for the grass rains to see green again. Happily the bright spot in the sky seems to work just fine here, too. 

My new best friend (no, I didn't say the only one) is pictured above. She's a real wolfie as you can clearly see, although her legs are shor.. quick and and she doesn't have a tail (or it's invisible as she claims). I stayed in the background because my outfit is just terrible. It's better than that Issey Miyake for Fashion Victims but still too everyday clothing to my taste. Anyway, I wouldn't move a paw outside without a coat, 'cos it's fffrreezing!

Living in our new home is quite fascinating. I found out that I can even lie down on the floor and still remain warm. They seem to divide the air so that the cold stays outside and warm inside which is yet not invented in Great Barktain. If you read this on the mentioned island: Don't try to warm the air outside but rather keep the warm inside, ezy!

New notions

After more than a week in a totally new country, I have realised many different things. First of all, new kinds of people: those who use two sticks for fast walking and those who also use skis - how strange! They are everywhere. My new friends, Millie-the-Toller and Tove-the-Swedish-Vallhund, have told me that it's normal that humans behave so strangely here. You get used to it one day, they tell me.

I have also noticed, that dogs are not at all as friendly as in Victoria Park. They bark and use bad language when they pass by. I think it might have something to do with the fact that dogs have to be kept in lead here. Well, I have to admit that some of us take the law in our own paws and run free as dogs should.

It's a totally white Winter Wonderland here. A little too cold for me some days, but mostly I'm doing fine. I have a sporty winter coat to keep me warm and I also run a lot with Tove, the combination is good.