Facing North

This blog should be renamed. I'm on my way up north, far north I'd say. I'll take a plane today and find a new place to stay, 'cos this town is too small for me. Bye staffies, bye-bye foxes, bye-bye-bye Victoria Park!

East End Girl

This is vehicle is headed to a paradise, I think. And via Crossbreedharbour! Is that West End, boys?

Dendrology propaganda leaflets

Do I look smart in the underexposed picture where I try to catch a leaf from Platanus x hispanica (London plane, you might say)? How about my flexibility in the overexposed snapshot of me almost killing a leaf of Quercus rubra? Would you call me focused on chasing a Castanea sativa leaf in the last pic?

Please forgive my photographer, he's human after all. At least he got that reflection right on my solid silver collar (that costs more than 1000 pences which equals about 85 chicken wings at today's rate).

Hooray!

You can't believe what just happened: with a little help of my brave hoo-man I finally got rid of that rotten tooth! I was brave, too - it wasn't easy to let that smelly buddy go. I guess people will appreciate my kisses more from now on. Times are changing. 

Radiator station on vacation

My virtual life has now officially three (3) followers. That's a lot, actually that's hardly imaginable amount of things to me. And the looks of the stalkers! They all look same to me which is not so surprising when it comes to humans.

It's raining in London and I like it. The falling drinking stuff makes my park visits sportier and the radiator feels even warmer when coming back home. I'll open the Guardian and read what's happening in the world. Ok, I'm not a subscriber, so maybe I'll just take a regular London Paper or London Lite and pee on it. 

Bark up the wrong tree

I wonder does the Grey Snake-Bark Maple bark to snakes or bark like a snake? I speak seldom, but it sounds more like a mouse (a cartoon character of some kind). Black Rodent-Bark Wolf, that's me!

It's been really confusing since I learned reading. It all started when My Folks begun my Brain Training with a seemingly empty espresso can. When I play with that can, it provides small delicies such as apple peels, pieces of carrot or beans. Even if I am carnivorous and therefore enjoy eating dead mammals and poultry, I still respect vegetarian treats in some extent. And of course, as a Brit I love garbage. At home I have no access to the bin, but on the streets the people in my hoods keep the streets pretty well covered. Thanx. A lot!

Back to my thoughts. Where was I? Anyone?

Puppy bloomer

End the dog abuse! Never buy puppy products, even with traces of puppy! Make the difference!