I recently read an article discussing the disputed phenomenon known as “Black Dog Syndrome“. Basically, staff who work at animal shelters have found that black dogs are less likely to be adopted than lighter coloured dogs. There are a few theories as to why – superstition, black dogs being view as aggressive, black fur showing up more on light coloured clothing and larger breeds being more frequently dark coloured (and larger dogs are harder to re-home). One theory is that many people turn to Internet profiles to help them choose a dog, and black dogs are harder to photograph well. This theory inspired photographer Fred Levy to create the Black Dogs Project, a collection of beautiful pictures of black dogs against a black backdrop.
I certainly discovered that black dogs are difficult to take good pictures of last weekend when I met this months feature pet – Gus the Tibetan Terrier! Coupled with the fact that Gus is a rambunctious 5 month old; he proved to be a very tricky subject.
“Please sir, can I have some more?”
Perfect pose for this picture.
What a gorgeous pup
Just back from an evening walk in his disco bling.
Do you have any great snaps of your black pooch? I’d love to see your pictures!
Yesterday a kind stranger noticed a small Tawny Frogmouth on the ground and brought it into the vet clinic I’m working at to be checked.
In true confusing Australian wildlife style, the Tawny Frogmouth is often mistaken for an owl because of its boxy body, wide eyes and nocturnal nature. But just as Koalas are not bears, Frogmouths are not owls.
No obvious injuries were found, however, it was very skinny and being awake in the daytime is very odd for this nocturnal species.
While waiting for the wildlife carer we gave the little guy some water, and put in a cat carrier covered with a towel in a quiet area of the clinic.
The vets decided it was best to contact the local Wildlife Victoria volunteer foster carer, who came to collect the Frogmouth in less than an hour of being contacted. She will care for the Frogmouth until it puts on some weight and is well enough to return to the wild.
I’d like to introduce you to my dads fabulous feline – Aztec the 15-year-old Russian Blue. I’m babysitting Aztec for a few months while my dad’s house is being renovated.
My dad has some specific preferences when choosing a kitty companion – short hair, and one single coloured coat (sorry torties, tabbies and tuxedo cats). Which colour doesn’t matter so much; he’s had several whites, greys, blacks and even a gorgeous red Abyssinian. Aztecs blue colouring certainly caught his eye!
Our ancient Aztec overlord.
In all honesty she likes him more than me.
Aztec at her happiest – snoozing in the warm spot in the bed.
On this day we were twins – me in my grey dress.
Snuggles with Aztec on Hug Your Cat Day.
I was so impressed when Aztec first arrived at our place. She wasn’t shell-shocked or scared, in moments she was calmly surveying her surroundings and greeting her new temporary carers. Such a difference to what I’m used to seeing in cats arriving at boarding condos! She learned to be comfortable in new places from moving house so much early in her life, seldom staying in one place for more than 2 years.
It’s been really great to have a kitty to cuddle when I’m feeling down in my job hunt these past weeks.
On this cold and cloudy day we escaped the hustle and bustle of our inner-city home, to visit Marina’s (my partners mum) picturesque property in Kinglake, Victoria, Australia. Happily, the property is home to a myriad of animals; so I took the opportunity to practice some animal photography.
This portrait of Matilda the goat is my favourite picture of the day.
Rufus the Kelpie in his dorky orange collar.
Kitten-Cat being beautiful.
Kitten-Cat being annoyed.
This is Dorian, an eight month old, one-horned goat adopted from the good people at the Collingwood Children’s Farm.
Don’t worry, that’s not a real bearskin in the background.