What happens when two monkeys are paid unequally? Fairness, reciprocity, empathy, cooperation — caring about the well-being of others seems like a very human trait.
Cat and I haven’t got along very well, ever. No wonder, this one also wasn’t too happy to see me. I half-expected him/her (can never figure that out) to jump on me…But then I guess he/she didn’t want to be strained to have a go at me on a weekend.
He is looking at the John Lewis Advertisement with so much anticipation. Will he be the next one to jump on that trampoline?
PS: Taken at the John Lewis’s Christmas display in Regent Street.
Wouldn’t you want to know what your Patronus is? Of course I would. It would be cool, if I had to use it when it is needed 😉 So I went ahead with the Pottermore’s Patronus Quiz and guess what my Patronus is.
Yes, it is a bushy tailed Mink. Let me be honest. I never knew that such a creature even existed until it became my Patronus. Probably because they aren’t talked about much, except for their fur. And of course we don’t find it in my region. I agree that this wasn’t what I expected. I don’t know what I expected…can’t have a lion or an elephant as our Patronus now can we? It would be too big and too weird. But I ain’t complaining. These are cute. Did you have a chance to figure yours yet? Care to share?
Post for this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “bus.” Use it as it is, or find a word with the letters “bus” in it. Have fun!
That cute little dog is Winston. During my visit to Ireland, I was honored to befriend this lovely dog who wouldn’t get away from me even for a few seconds. Of course I was spoiling him but scratching his neck and cooing nonsense to him. He was my friend’s niece’s dog. I had a blast with him.
Why this photograph of Winston and myself? That is in response to today’s prompt from Grace
Best Friends for Life – Do you own pets? If you could, which animal would you adopt?
I am a dog person. I used to have a dog during my post graduation days. He died of pneumonia. We were blessed to have him in our lives for two years. Everyone at my home was shattered. I still remember that night, the night he died. I have never seen my brother cry (at least not before us) but that day he couldn’t control himself. And my sister…. totally inconsolable. Since we had to change houses (rented ones) and the other places had a strict no pet policy, we did not have any more pets after him. But if I had to adopt an animal it would definitely be a dog for sure. And I would totally agree with Mark Twain.
“The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man’s.”