Tokyo — Being born in one country, growing up in another, and now living in a third, people often ask me: where do you feel home is? It’s quite simple. Home is wherever Comrade Bunny feels comfortable enough to relax. If it’s home enough for the little dude, it’s home enough for me!
San francisco — What you have to understand is that I’ve never had a proper pet. Childhood happened in a string of rented houses where animals were impossibilities, forbidden by unseen landlords probably concerned wi...
Caledon — My husband and I were sitting up reading in bed, at 11:30 pm two nights ago. We were chatting when he suddenly started to swat the air like there was a bug. It wasn’t a bug. It was a bat. In my bedro...
Eliza sat down to type a story
"Some people weren't cut out for a life on the road." This is my co-pilot, somewhere in Nevada
Sunset walk after a stormy Memorial Day
Beware of guard-cat.
In Conversation with my Pet
Sometimes you get kicked in the face.
And so our lives have been changed
On Hoth, no one can hear your shame.
Home is where the rabbit feels relaxed.
There's nothing like coming home to my favourite people after a long day of work.
My furry friend, Pip the cat, sleeps on my lap in utter serenity.
Walking along Jarvis after the bike lanes were removed made her skittish; Richmond West is infinitely worse. :(
The dog briefly known as Carrot.
Bats are assholes.
Ran into guess who
Dog's Day Out