To re-cap, this piece of legislation is of particular interest to the folk who research and study the subject of big cats in Britain; for it is considered by many to be the very bedrock of the phenomenon - a notion I personally dispute, yet have already partially explored and written about other hypotheses (Whittard, 2020b), but that said, I cannot deny its significance.
Hello to all my wonderful readers. It's me your handsome blog writing friend Callum the border collie back to bark at you some more.
I have always believed that the best dog breed is Rescue. My brother-in-law and I sometimes fight over this.
When he decided he wanted a dog he was very specific. He and my sister did all the research. They looked into the different breeds, what health issues they had, which were easiest and hardest to train, which were aggressive, which made good family dogs, which were good work dogs, which could do both. They looked into potential vet bills and food costs, best brands. EVERYTHING.
Today we will be following Cato, a young and curious Maligator, on a normal "day in the life".
It's 5AM. The sky is dark, the AC just shut off. I stretch and yawn, rubbing my side against the bars of my kennel to scratch that itch. Looking over at the bed I can tell that Mom is fast asleep. That won't do.
In 2013, I moved my family to Chester, PA. I was aware of its reputation but I had seven people with whom I am responsible for housing and basic needs. We had been living under my mom's roof since late 2010 and I had just started on my road to sobriety after a decade of decadence, or so to speak. I was attending group, got some work and things were really good for a while. Eventually life brought my mother and I to a falling out and she evicted me from her house. There was a lot of personal stuff going on that isn't even worth remembering but the point is that I had to find living accommodations for my family of seven.
I don't think anyone is ever ready to say goodbye to their precious four legged best friend. I know I surely wasn't ready. But in September of 2019, I had to do this very thing. I had found her online, someone was moving out of state and couldn't take her. Her name was Jade. I fell in love with her the moment I seen her online picture. I knew she was exactly what me and my children needed. I drove and hour to meet her and instantly fell in love. She was very nervous at first. But a long the way back home she began licking me as if she also knew that she had found her forever home. She was a year old. A full bred Rat Terrier. So incredibly loving and smart.
My boyfriend and I were talking about how much I wanted a puppy.
A Border Collie puppy. But the odds of me getting one with our limited resources was pretty bleak.
Mine will not the saddest story of loss in this strange new world we find ourselves living in. I have not lost my job, or my home. I have not even been sick, or lost anyone to COVID.
The leaves of the trees rustled in the soft wind as it entered the forest in the early dawn. The wind carried with it an array of smells all but alien to the inhabitants. Strange sounds, too, echoed in from the open ground just outside. Most of the residents, however, ignored the strangeness and went on with their daily rituals.