i have to write a paper for my holocaust class. i am still trying to figure out a topic.
but i have to think of one soon so i can get this done. otherwise my next month will be lived on the brink of tears. i've learned more than i want to know about it, you know?
i just cannot get over how the seemingly ordinary german people turned into such monsters. you see these pictures of people that had just dug their own graves... a line of soldiers behind them, opening fire. how could you possibly ever dig your own grave? how could you sit at the edge of a pit filled with the people killed before you? it's mind-boggling. and what the nazis did... completely turned the jewish people into something other than human.
pictures are so sad. elderly women walking children along a road they didn't realize would lead them to their death. mothers leading along their children.. completely precious little angels. i really just cannot fathom it.
i chose this picture instead of one i'm talking about because i didn't want to visually assault anyone. that's how i feel about yahoo mail when they show me these ads for a rescue group that show bear baiting and starving dogs. i really don't think it's fair that when i go to check my email, i have to get heart-sick like those pictures make me.
It was actually a LOT of fun. It was a fundraiser for a local boxer rescue; you pay $15-20, you get a pic of your dog with the Easter bunny. I only have one pic up of the dog + Easter bunny thing, but it's on Flickr if you want to see.
This is a lovely Chow whose front half was twice as big as her back half. Like a little lion, she is.
I always buy Sebastian a little ball - or three - any time I go to the Target pets section, or the pet store, or the dollar store. For example, earlier this week I got him two little mousies from Pet Supermarket. Tonight I got him three tiny balls from the dollar store, along with a big plush squeaker.
I don't know where the hell all these balls go.. I'm kinda scared to look behind the furniture.. but it sure is fun for the first hour or so after I get home, watching Sebastian go crazy trying to fit three balls in his mouth and then bouncing another one at him. He drops them all and tries to catch the one I bounced, then all of a sudden seems to realize what he's done and tries spazzily to get the original balls back.
Right now he's whining because one of them got pushed under the couch. Ahhhhh, dogs.
that i love my chris? i've been a bit overcome by that feeling the last few days. maybe i'm just ovulating. :p
seriously, look at how funny he is.. i really should've gotten a better pic. on our way to the airport, he changed into comfortable shoes. then was walking around with this blue backpack on - that's his luggage. somehow he used the one blue backpack for both the weekend in philadelphia AND the week in costa rica. equally full bag. ?!
anyway, he's a dear. that's all. :)
it kills me that i cut off the top of her head, but i was working with the 50mm... what can you do?
i like this anyhow. the cat was on the other side of the glass and not sure at all what to make of the little girls. much like MY cats are doing right now with our two-and-a-half-year-old house guest. she has been chasing them around all night, particularly kitten, wanting to pet. kitten lets her but very soon after does the arched-back thing and runs off.
anyway, i guess i should go to bed now. i have a long day of being unprepared at school tomorrow. :\
so i'm home from a weekend in philly, eating out and playing with kids.
crepes after we arrived, with chris's friend from college. then we went here for dim sum. really goood. then bad italian food in the 'burbs saturday night.
i'm going to see someone about a summer job now! wish me luck!
Talk about sad.
Most of the dogs I fed looked hungry... but most of them looked like they were getting by alright. I felt better after I fed them because I knew I was one meal of many that they were getting somehow or another.
Feeding this girl made me feel absolutely no better.
We stopped the car and I got out with a can of Alpo and some dry food. She looked at me for a second and then started to mosey away. I was calling out to her but she didn't seem interested... I am guessing people don't offer her food often so she wasn't expecting it.
I don't really have any more pics from Monteverde because I felt pretty rotten after seeing this dog and couldn't do anything but stare out the window.
I swear, if we weren't ON THE ROAD TO THE AIRPORT, I would've found a way to help her. Brought her to a tourist town. Something.
She was a sweetie with long, floppy ears. And she appeared to be a mama.
Please, if you go to a country where the animals need some help - help them.
This road is the one from Monteverde and is extremely well travelled by tourists. Even if one person a day stopped to give her food, this dog wouldn't look like she was at death's door.
She's about 20 minutes up the hill from Casa Tranquilo, if anyone is going to Monteverde any time soon and wants to ensure themselves a spot in heaven by helping this girl.
I was walking Maggie a week or so ago. She loves to go to the beach... She bounces around and jumps on me and all sorts of stuff. It's really cute, and worth risking getting in trouble for bringing a dog on the beach. :D
Anyway, when we were almost home we came upon a couple walking their puppy. A Great Dane / Boxer mix. He was ADORABLE and HUGE. Only three months old and he was already bigger than Maggie... with the paws of a tiger!
I let Maggie sniff him, and he started doing the play/crouch thing. He jumped up and put his paws on Maggie's shoulders.
The amazing part? She played back!
The people made their dog stop, and we carried on with our walk... I was so so so so proud of her, though. I have always been nervous with her and other dogs on the street, so for her to be okay to be jumped on by a bigger-than-her dog was HUGE.
Then yesterday she bit our friend Lally.
No, really, though, it's not really a BAD thing... I had gone outside to greet him, then came back in so he came in on his own.. So as far as Maggie knew, he was just some 6'4" intruder. She bit his hand. But, like I said, I don't consider that a bad thing.. From now on, we just have to make sure we escort people in so she realizes that we want them there. But if someone is busting in our house without us there, it's probably a good thing that she'll go a little crazy on them.
All the pics are up! WOoHOoOooO!
I didn't upload some crap pics I got of some agoutis and some coatimundis (I may be butchering that but I so don't care) and stuff we did on the night walk. I also may have some nice pics of hummingbirds I've thus far overlooked. And lots of baby sloth bums. But I think this is the important stuff.
I'm gonna make me a Blurb book with the pics this time..!!
Should I mention... I just wrote to these folks for them to consider me as a volunteer. They have a program where you pay $200/wk for room & board and you can stay from 2-4 weeks helping out. I would SO love that. So, I wrote a letter... Cross your fingers for me.
If I could work it out, I could probably go after this semester, before the summer session starts, then finish up the last FIVE credits of my college career by the end of July. :)
The only problem I foresee is trying to check a 50-lb bag of dog food for the strays in Cahuita.
Yes, I got to go to the sloth sanctuary! It was so, so awesome. This is a two-toed (or a two-FINGERED as I learned the preferred nomenclature is these days) baby sloth, eating... carrot, I think it was. They really are just heart-melting cute. We stayed here for two nights, so I got to see a few feedings.
Unfortunately most of the pics I took here are blurry. It was low-light so I used the 50mm with a 1/60 shutter speed, which I thought was sufficient for the blur factor. Apparently not. Which both bums me out and makes me think, hey, I guess that just means I have to go back.
So we stayed on the Caribbean side two nights, then went to Manuel Antonio for three nights, then Monteverde for the last day and night. Costa Rica has so many different things to offer, which is amazing for a country HALF THE SIZE OF KENTUCKY. You'll see as I upload my pictures.