benny-and-miss-helen

Originally uploaded by spycore.

Canary pool on flickr. So much canary goodness, as I know at least three people who are quite close to catching the canary bug from listening to my tales of the joy of Benny!
I am updating lots because I am in love with my new design. Here is a picture that my friend Janet drew of Benben and I. It is so amazing, and I am so vain and I love her work so much, that I would like to see it as a) vinyl stickers, b) tshirts c) badges d) embroided patches.

I took my darling Snuffy dog for a little stroll around the block, on account of feeling a bit lonely and exhausted after a rather plesant day at the zine fair(full write up and photos to come). She was walking like an angel(the threat of the gentle leader head collar, perhaps?), walking straight past, even, a sweet marmalade cat, who reminded me of the cat at Tim’s house, Maggie, only with a pointy head. I smiled at the cat, and it came trotting over, alternating between running and walking, I think it really wanted to make friends with Snuffy. I told Snuffy to sit, which she just couldn’t bring herself to do, but I really wanted to pat the sweetie cat, so I picked her up and then patted. I figured the cat would have had enough after that, but it kept following us. I put Snuffy down, but she just wanted to go back to where the cat was, so I carried her. It was raining a humid sort of mist, and we walked around to the park, and the cat came bounding up over the garden, looking very much like Milo. Snuffy was like Otis, only if Otis were on steriods that made him very angry(and also small and fluffy), trying to run back to the cat and growling if he got too close. All the while I was apologising to the cat, scolding Snuffy, encouraging her to be nice, like a crazy lady who talks to animals. Luckily I live in the outer burbs where my behaviour would have gone ignored by folks sitting inside their houses watching whatever is on the box.

benny looks cranky

Originally uploaded by spycore.

Is it puberty? Has he been spending too much time with Daisy May? Maybe he just hates my aesthetic..

Meet Benben. Benben was a gift from Clinton’s brother on account of the fact that our breakup was hellish(but we shant go into that here) and I have wanted a bird for a long time. Benben is like sunshine on a rainy day, the light in my heart and he really likes lettuce.
He takes tiny triangular bites out of all his food and I am going to train him to sit on my finger and fly around the room. He is very inquisitive and interested in the world and sings the most beautiful songs already(he spent a couple of days with said brother’s girlfriend’s birds, who I think taught him many good things)! He will eat lettuce out of my hand, and I think he will be unafraid of hands within a week, he is that bright(and his love for lettuce is that great).
*sigh* benben.