Developing myself one captured moment at a time.

Ok so I see the last time I posted we didn’t have a cat yet so here is a short story. Not Baby Luka anymore His name is Luka, yes I don’t know about you but every time I say his name I think of that song don’t know who sings it And the full name of the song but I know it begins with MY NAME IS LUKA. So moving on, we decided to get a pet as I really was missing my dogs and I felt that it wouldn’t be fair to take them from my mom big spaced area and place them in this little space and have them outside I couldn’t get that over my heart. So then we thought of getting a bird. We looked into getting an African grey but reading on them and seeing that when small thy might need a lot of attention and that we are not always at home we looked into something else, I found out more on rabbits and fell in love with the Netherlands dwarf rabbit. I asked around and could not believe how rude some people were when asking them on an ad they placed for the rabbit. The one wo...

I can remember the day my mom was telling me about the small pigs you get and how badly she wanted one, for what reason was beyond me but as I also had my weird stage (wigs) my mother supported and so I did the same. I decided I would get my mother a tea cup pig for her birthday and so after ordering the cutest one setting the flight and all plans reading all the information we could, thinking it was a scam but going forth any way just in case it was not. That time I was still with Willem and he stayed in springs that night we went to fetch her and we weren’t sure yet what we were fetching and if we were there for a reason but we waited and in a small wooden box was our little Arabella. She was moving all over the place in that box with her on my lap in the box and my fingers through the little wire holes provided she was sucking my fingers and biting it at times. When we arrived to his house I remember reading that the pigs are shy and that we should give them space as they need to...