Dog Day Afternoon

 

I attended my first “yappy hour” yesterday. The Liberty Hotel invites people to bring their dogs to happy hour on Wednesdays in the summer. I went with my friend Rhea and her Llhasa apso, Sparky. It was amazing. There were probably around 50 dogs. ALL different breeds. Being a cat person, I felt like a bit of an outsider at first. But I soon felt like I was just visiting a friendly neighborhood tribe.

It was so fun and relaxing to sit with Sparky on my lap, drink a beer, and watch Great Danes, Huskies, Bull Dogs, Beagles, Chihuahuas, St. Bernards, you name it, walk around and play with each other and come say hi. Here’s a pic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The icing on the cake was getting a glimpse of Ellen DeGeneres. She happened to be at the hotel for a party. The party room was connected to the patio we were on, so I got to see her on the stage in the room for a few minutes. Sweet.

Now, you must excuse me as I run off to get my much-needed Jonny Lee Miller fix. My mom discovered the TV series Eli Stone (2008–2009) on Netflix and I am O.B.S.E.S.S.E.D. I am eight episodes in. It’s streaming on Netflix…a dangerous thing. My mom finished the series within a few days. Watch it if you dare…

MSPCA Walk for Animals

 

A couple of friends and I are participating in the MSPCA‘s Walk for Animals this year. I am excited to be walking (and hopefully raising a bit of money) to support what the MSPCA does: help and protect animals. I have really enjoyed volunteering there the past two years. Thousands of cats, dogs, rabbits, birds, ferrets, hamsters, guinea pigs, and [domestic] mice and rats come through its doors every year. I am constantly amazed at all of the heartbreaking and heartwarming stories I hear there.

If you can spare $5, $10, $20 for this cause, that would be amazing! My personal fundraising page is here.

Lounge cat

Drug-Free Hallucination and Warm Fuzzies

 

I saw the movie The Tree of Life the other day. All I knew about the film was that Brad Pitt played Sean Penn’s father in it. Imagine my surprise when I experienced a drug-free hallucination of sorts. If you see the movie, I’m sure you’ll know exactly at which moment this happened. I literally thought, where am I and what is happening?

Three or four people walked out of the theater when things got weird. The movie was beautiful and thoughtful at points, and made no sense at other points. But sometimes, art doesn’t make sense and that’s OK. It made some sort of sense to Terrence Malick, and that’s enough for me.

On to the warm fuzzies. After reading about Christian the Lion and researching his story, I learned of the movie Born Free. The actors in this 1966 movie (based on the memoir of the same name by Joy Adamson) are the ones who hooked up Christian’s owners with George Adamson, who took Christian and rehabilitated him into the wild.

The short version of the story is that George and Joy Adamson raised an orphaned lion cub named Elsa as a dear pet, until she became an adult and started exhibiting her natural wild tendencies. They were the first people to successfully rehabilitate a “domesticated” lion so that she could go back to living in the wild. It was a cute movie, endearing and heartbreaking. But with a happy ending. I cried.

And I will leave you with a photo of a little cat. I met Herbie today at the MSPCA. Herbie was found in a car engine. He has burns on his body, so has to wear a coat to prevent him from licking his burns. He also has a cold. His eyes are watery and he is sneezing like the dickens. Poor baby!! Godspeed, my friend.

Herbie

Christian the Lion

 

I was at the dentist’s office the other day, when my dental hygienist commented on my Harrods bag. She then mentioned that she always thinks about Christian the Lion when she thinks of Harrods. Who is this lion??? I asked.

Apparently, Harrods used to sell exotic pets. Such as lions. Two young Australians bought a lion cub at Harrods in 1969 and called him Christian. He lived with them for about eight months, until he became too big to live happily in a London apartment. By a stroke of good luck, they met people who hooked him up with conservationist George Adamson, who agreed to rehabilitate Christian in Kenya, so he could live free.

Christian’s owners, Ace Bourke and John Rendall, wrote a book about their experience of raising Christian and then taking him to Kenya. They visited him in Kenya a year later, and he totally remembered them and embraced them excitedly.

Fast forward to 2008, when a student somehow finds a video clip of this amazing reunion, and posts it on YouTube. The clip was watched by millions of people. So now, Christian has his own page on the Animal Planet website. And Ace and John put out a second edition of their book, A Lion Called Christian, in 2009. Which I am almost done reading (I started it this morning), so please excuse me, but I must get back to it.

Courtesy of animal.discovery.com