Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts

Thursday, March 24, 2011

happy meow day

Three years ago yesterday a little critter came home from the SPCA to live with me. Marley Kitty was brought home to a bit of a controversial situation. Technically no furry creatures were allowed in the white carpeted rented home I was living in, something I can openly talk about as I'm 99.9% sure my old landlord doesn't know this blog exists (though he may have moved up to Alaska, in which case, he can now identify himself as the unknown creeper who dutifully checks my blog at the least once daily). Point being, I thought long and hard about whether it was a good idea to a) commit to owning a pet and b) bring a pet into an illegal situation. Since my Mom taught me well, I decided to laugh in the face of the law..

When I got home from work the first day Marley came home she was staring, absolutely terrified, at herself in the mirror from under the bed. It looked at though she was looking at a ghost. Quickly, she proved she was in fact a very adaptable cat and although she spent two years in the SPCA (I KNOW, 2 years is a lot...) she didn't have any long-lasting effects (PTSD or the like). She went back and forth (very often) from Vancouver to Victoria. Then she traveled trans-province home to Calgary and now spends her time between her three homes, one city home, one country home and one mountain home and adapts so well between each I can hardly believe it.

Three years in she comes more and more and more out of her shell. For the first year or so I would cherish the moments when she would come and lay on the couch close to me. Now, only very very recently, she has started jumping up as I'm working and curling up on my lap. Love. She converses all day long and changes her meows so much that I know she is trying to tell us all sorts of things. Mostly, she just seems so incredibly content and happy to hang around with her people.

You're the best kitty ever Marleykins!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Christian the Lion

If you haven't seen this you really need to.. It is one of my most favourite things ever. For the first year, every time I watched it I'd tear up.. Now I know it so well I've become desensitized, but it still gives me that ear to ear smile. Who can't love that feeling?!?!

Monday, January 17, 2011

whale love

Three weeks tomorrow I'm headed to a place I have always, always wanted to visit. Lucky for me, this trip materialized out of nowhere about a week ago and I couldn't be more excited!!

My Ma & Pa visited Maui last year for the first time. My Mom begrudgingly 'dragged' my Dad there who didn't think he'd like the American factor. They both ended up LOVING the laid back attitude of the island and quickly booked a small condo on the beach for a month February-March 2011. Because my parents are the bestest and because we have so much fun together they invited me for two weeks. I get my very own place right on the beach. Ahhh, heavenly.

Since my computer and I have the freedom of going absolutely anywhere as long as there is an internet connection, "we've" been enjoying working on the couch at home or in various coffee shops around the city since beginning my Masters a few weeks ago. Soon though, our view is going to get much more spectacular as I will be doing my work from my balcony while sipping an equally spectacular Hawaiian drinky.

February is smack dab in the middle of whale season and it's rumoured that Hawaii is one of the best places in the whole wide world to watch Humpback whales migrate. I'll see them left, right and centre ALL the time. For those of you in Bangladesh or Taiwan, you don't know this, but I LOVE WHALES. Ever since I was little I have been obsessed. I was seven when we went for the first time off the coast of Tofino, I was so, so, so excited... Until, we headed out in one of those sturdy inflatable boats. Well, being seven I wasn't sure about this dingy and cried thinking the whales were going to come and tip us over and EAT US. Ha, so cute I was..

We survived and my love of whales deepened, I had a sweatshirt with whales on it, I had a chart indentifying all the different types, I was a bonified fan of the whales. Now, here I am twenty years later and still as curious as ever.

I am so looking forward to the sun. I am so looking forward to the beach, the ocean. I can't wait to soak up some humidity. I can't wait for runs outside in shorts, sipping drinks on the balcony, hanging with my Mom and Dad and other friends who will be over there. I can't wait for a tropical holiday that came to me much sooner than expected, but mostly, I can't wait for the whales!!!!!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Animal Love

When my family traveled to Kenya this July one of our first stops was to an elephant orphanage - The David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust. It was a heart warming experience to see infant and adolescent elephants run to their keepers during feeding time, which is what the public can come and experience. These elephants have been rescued from situations from poaching (of their mama's) to getting stuck in the sand. Obviously, rescuing an elephant and flying it to safety is no small feat so this is a huge operation, but so worthwhile.

 These are my shots from our time at the orphanage.


Soon after we returned from Kenya I thought that fostering an elephant would be a nice Christmas present for my family. I spent one evening carefully choosing which one seemed to suit us Corbett's. I ended up choosing Wasin, the youngest who was only three months old. We received (via email to save cost) updates about Wasin, pictures, journal entries by her keeper, who she bonds with and who literally sleeps in a bed beside her at night, as elephants crave and thrive off of love. It was lovely.
Yesterday I received the email below from the Trust and although it is very sad that little Wasin died, it is the circle of life, and it is comforting for everyone to know that she had such a wonderful life full of human and elephant love while it lasted and that there is an organization dedicated to such a worthwhile cause.

Dear Corbett Family,

It is with deep regret that I have to write about the very sad passing of baby Wasin.   Over the years we have accepted the hard way that baby elephants can be fine one day, and dead the next and the sudden and unexpected death of precious baby “Wasin” on the morning of 8th January 2011 was a painful reminder of just that!   We will automatically be making a transfer of your fostering of Wasin to her stable mate and dear friend Mutara, but should any one have a different preference of who you would like to foster in Wasin's memory please let us know and we will be happy to make the adjustments.

Wasin had never been a robust baby, and maybe this was because being so young when she came in she may not have had adequate amounts of her mother's colostrum,  we will never know, but certainly she never really thrived in our care.  Over the many years that we have been rearing the orphaned elephants, several have come in with heart defects which became more apparent with age, others have succumbed to blood embolisms having been confined down wells, and one was born with just one lung which could not provide sufficient oxygen once she was older.   We therefore have to accept that perhaps some orphans are abandoned because they are not sufficiently robust to keep up with the herd – Nature’s way of natural selection to ensure that wild genes are strong – but that said, losing a loved one, irrespective of why, never gets any easier.

Wasin was deeply loved and will be deeply missed by us all, as well as her many foster-parents, whose hearts she stole during her short life.   She had been with us for the past 2 ½ months and was apparently fine the day previous to her death.   But, she unexpectedly took a turn for the worse during the early hours of January 8th 2011 and died later that day at 3.00pm, passing small blood clots indicative of severe gastro enteritis.   She had weathered a long struggle cutting her first molars, which always cause baby elephants difficulty, and which obviously compromised her immune system.   She was simply not sufficiently robust to come through that, despite a couple of courses of antibiotics, but she died surrounded by an outpouring of love and grief.   Rest in Peace precious little Wasin, Somewhere in the Great Somewhere.
These are pictures of our new little orphan baby Mutara.