Bloodthirsty killers.

Bloodthirsty killers.

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Five months ago. I honestly thought he wasn't going to get that much bigger! And I was seriously WRONG.


I applied to adopt a Bedlington Terrier from the shelter where I take photos to put up on petfinder.com.
On the application, as with any shelter application I'm sure, they ask what pets you currently own. I've brought both of my dogs into the shelter, Israel for a microchip, both for Easter pictures, I talk about Judah all the time. I don't lie and say Israel's a "mix" since it's obvious that he's NOT. Judah is a total mutt but she's also the sweetest thing to walk the earth (unless you're trying to clip her nails.)
Judah loves kids, strangers, and all dogs and cats, too.
Israel isn't even that bad with strange dogs. We can go into PetsMart with little drama. At least nothing that he starts. He's not chomping at the bit to kill other dogs or even acknowledge them. He's awesome with kids--he lays down on his belly and doesn't jump all over them. The worst he does is try to kiss them.
Anyway....Judah I listed as a Rott/Lab mix, because that's what the vet assumed she was when she was 6 weeks old. She sort of looks like a Rott but there's so much else in her. And she's not aggressive--and I don't believe Rottweilers are, either! They CAN be...but so can any dog. You know what I mean.
So I get a call today from the shelter. I've never talked to the woman before and this is now the second dog I applied for. The first was Lunch Box in December and I never heard a word about it, she got adopted, and I was miffed.
She says there's no way I could adopt the smaller dog because of the dogs I have, "bully" breeds, and even though I have a cat (I listed her, too) I wouldn't be allowed to even adopt a cat from them either because of my dogs.
I was insulted but I was polite. I said, "All right..." and she paused and I thought she had something else to add but she didn't and muttered, "Okaybye." and hung up before I could say goodbye. !?!!?

The idea that Judah would ever harm another animal is laughable and it's supremely insulting for someone else to assume so because I wrote down "Rott/Lab mix" on the form, having never met her. Why would I even bother trying to adopt a smaller dog if I wasn't confident that my dogs would handle it???
I still feel like calling back and giving them a piece of my mind, and adding that they should be equally as discriminating when adopting him out since though he looks like a lamb, he's still a terrier and they used to fight his breed, just like my dreaded bloodthirsty pit bull.

Somehow my family (and my cat) have survived so far with these vicious dogs in the house. Hopefully we'll make it through the night! You never know...Israel might go for my jugular tonight as I sleep. Or Judah might start to eat my leg while she's at the end of the bed. I should really watch my back. ::rolls eyes::

We all know how much I love my dogs. I don't make excuses for them because I really never have to as far as their behaviour (sometimes Israel is the exception) but Judah honestly is that well-behaved and stable. I have said time and again that I would trust her alone with my newborn. She was left alone with a 1 pound chihuahua puppy and Judah was more afraid than the puppy. Even Israel got on so well with the chi, stretched out on his belly, wagging his tail as she bit his nose. The only reason I wouldn't leave them alone together is because he could easily crush her if he stepped on her--and Israel has no concept of his size or strength yet.

I guess it's for the better. I'm closing on my house on Friday, I'll be moving in soon enough, and I want to adopt a greyhound. I emailed the organization I've been looking at to ask if they have a policy against adopting out to households with certain breeds. It never really occurred to me...
I guess I was being naive.

My favourites (september n°1)

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1. ...e isso é só o começo!!!, 2. reading, 3. Suddenly things seem crystal clear to me ..., 4. Yay!, 5. Incarnation of Innocence, 6. Backyard Beauty, 7. Bulutların Savaşı, 8. Lisserbroek Early, 9. Pure RED......., 10. Seeing Double!, 11. Doggy_02, 12. Two Harbors Sunrise June 17 2007 33, 13. Si vocifera che Babo abbia una relazione con Hello Kitty, fidanzata ufficiale di Ox, 14. Ocean Reflection, 15. Em has no ears, 16. Vintage Baby Animals, 17. Essi vivono sotto la mensola, 18. My fluffy friend, 19. Miniaturized book charms, 20. Cheeky, 21. Work in progress, 22. Wheat fields of Idaho, 23. Mystery Clouds, 24. Baxter and his puppy, 25. Cowboy Guinea, 26. c'è clero e clero evidentemente, 27. Bucho Smile, 28. My Care Bears pendants, 29. Autumn leaves, 30. Ocean Size Love, 31. questo, per me, è l'immenso......., 32. Water Wakes, 33. Eveningmood, 34. Pistacchione! (no, that's not a melon-pan, my dear japanese friends^_^), 35. Hamster Tail #2 *Niko*, 36. ☙ ❧ ....... sHeeR ...... ❧ ☙

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Gloves Are A Photographer's Best Friend.

Image by Rares M. Dutu
For anyone who wants to read more into my personal life and what's around me, I'll now mostly try to stick to using Tumblr. I just started so it's nothing big yet. However, just like Flickr, it'll get there; eventually.


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Alright, this one deserves a little information.

Evidently, this was taken by water - a lake in this case. Let's call this lake Lake Michigan. It was taken in the lovely town of Evanston where the wind blows right at you and where carrying a tripod leads your fingers to numb if you don't have gloves. Thus, I had two thoughts rush into my head.

1. Why not make tripods rubberized? Sounds fair enough, right? With the utterly horrible build quality of today's plastics and "metals" from our friendly neighbors thousands of miles away in China, it occured to me that having a rubbery tripod (LEGS at the least) would not make it become as cold. Only one problem; it'd suck at lasting.

SO. What's the second thing?
Well. Wear Gloves. Yeah, who would of thought. Gloves. Makes shooting a lot more fun. Not fun holding a remote outside, taking a picture, and placing numb fingers in your pockets.

But here's the thing. You obviously see the pieces of ice (they're blurry because the water obviously moved them during the exposure) but what you don't see is what I'm standing on.

Look to your right. See that giant iceberg looking cliff? Well, it'd be nice to be safe and secure to that one, but unfortunately for me, this one was attatched to the mainland by little means. (Meaning if you were to go there tomorrow, this picture wouldn't be possible unless you use some 70-200mm lens)

Writing about photos isn't all that interesting to me. It's better if you were there. It's not quiet, but it's peaceful (If you like the sound of water below you constantly reminding you that the ice you're standing on is melting and you might be floating out)

Now that'd be an adventure ;)

For the picture below this, look forward. See the last piece of ice that you could possibly stand on? That's where it was taken from.

Enjoy :)

Hey... espera! - Hey... wait!

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Mi "niña" KARA con unos 3 meses de edad - Enero 2006
Hey espera... no me gusta que me tomes fotos!

My "baby" KARA, about 3 months old - January 2006
Hey wait! i dont like you to take me pictures!