A Day at the Races

This picture was taken at local hippodrome on the time of the Finnish midsummer feast when all those equestrian guys are on a vacation and I got my chance to test ride the location. Can you tell is that noble animal above an English Thoroughbred or a mixture of Staffordshire Bull Terrier and Whippet?

On the Road

As my followers have clearly noticed, my activity here in intrestnet has hit all time lowest levels. I've been busy travelling and partying and writing doesn't fit that life style. Ok, that's not true to be honest, I'm just feeling slightly lazy in the sunshine. 

We have now more rooms in our apartment. My former toilet and storage for bones has transformed into a bright working space, in which I got my new cosmopolitan bed for quick take-offs.

Almost Summer

It's been a long time since I last wrote. I've been busy as always - trips to the countryside, eating dried frogs and other seasonal specialities fill my days. Or most of the days... It's been rainy after the heatwave and I hate rain. My humans do their best trying to drag me out of the house to the wet streets. I miss Summer, it seems that it only shortly visited this northern capital.

Bones crossed

I had an appointment at my new photographer the other day. His methods are very technical, but the results are stunning if compared to my regular photo artist. I got some sort of drug before shooting that made me quite relaxed (yea, my bladder auto-emptied itself..) He took maybe a dozen of snapshots with his massive camera that's particulary designed for cross-breed animals. The x-breed rays penetrated my shiny hair (yes, I use real fur) and could see my thoughts (bones, that is). The picture above is unfortunately someone else's thoughts, but it gives you an idea of my mindscape.

Dog marks the spot

Talking about home sickness! The parents of the pink poo master with reverse schedule of daily routines left a map of London on the floor yesterday. I don't really know is it the smell of still-dry-paper or the memories from London that made me land on the map. I placed my bum (it looks a bit fat, huh?) on Battersea Dog Shelter (never been there) and nose pointing east. Easter? Eastest? Happily my two homies from London are going to visit me and the hairless human puppy this week. Bring along a ball sling!

Looks and likes

When we lived in East London, my humans kept a black puppy stuck in an oven in our kitchen. I tried to play with the tortured one through the glass but we never really got to know each other before we moved up north. I was pleased to notice that she has also moved here. She lives now in our cellar and I get to see her through a window every day. Her grotto seems rather spacious, but I doubt she ever gets out. She's not the smartest cross-breed I've met but I quite like her calmness and sporty appearance.

Flying ingredients

First Finnish buttery fly spotted and almost caught! I hope that my first summer will also bring along other deliciously identified flying objects (IFOs). I also greet the arousal of appetite for ice cream of my flatmates that secures my daily dairy delivery (DDD).

The pictured stimulant is not a Monte Cristo nor Cohiba, but a delicate piece of Salix sp., locally grown perfection.