I love taking photos and when I finished upper secondary school I bought a Canon EOS 500D for my graduation money. In the past few years that I’ve lived in London I haven’t taken it out as much as I would’ve liked. When Moa and I decided to go to Canada I made a promise to use my camera more. I would be stupid not to! So for this blog post I thought I’d introduce you to some new friends we’ve made recently. They’re pretty awesome. In no particular order of course…
How do I begin to describe Princess? Well. Princess likes food. A lot. Princess also likes being cuddled. A lot. And Princess loves milk. A LOT. She also likes to tell you when she needs something from you. Which is all the time. It really doesn’t matter if food was just served or if there is still milk in the bowl. Princess needs you to pick up the pace and do what she wants! She has made a habit out of listening out for my alarm in the morning, as my room is the closest to the cat food. Forget about snoozing. Once that alarm goes off, she doesn’t stop until I’m out of bed and preparing breakfast! If I do try to snooze, she will stand next to my bed and just stare at me. Here you should also know that my bed is quite low which means she is at perfect eye level for me when I lay down.
Princess is the cuddliest cat you’ll meet – there’s no way you’ll be able to sit on the couch without her coming in to keep you company. This is my favourite picture of Princess:
It’s like an old beautiful painting. I hope it may one day hang in a prestigious art museum somewhere.
This kitty has a very appropriate name and there’s really no way you can ever tell what she’s thinking. Crazy Cat does not let you pet her unless it’s her choice and this happens very rarely. I did think we had a good thing going for a couple of days after we arrived here, but then she suddenly changed her mind. She’s really a one man cat who at the end of the day comes back to Hans for cuddles. Crazy Cat doesn’t meow like Princess does but she makes a lot of other noises. At one point I was almost convinced there was a small Danish child running around the house. She plays with one toy only and seems at her happiest and most talkative at play time. Crazy also has a weird habit of randomly grabbing onto you. For example, this morning as I was walking down the stairs, she was sat on one of the piedestals at the bottom and reached out to stick her claws in my hoodie. I think it was her way of saying “food now, please”.
PJ, PJ, PJ… We’ve definitely cursed PJ a few times. With love of course! She is a very determined lady and incredibly smart. I would love to properly get to know her from horseback, but it’s a little too snowy and cold to have a good riding session at the moment. Especially considering I don’t really know the terrain here very well! PJ is the leader of the pack and knows all the tricks in the book. Every night when we go out to feed the horses, it’s a constant guessing game as to what mood she will be in and whether we’ll be able to get hold of her. Our current trick is to go out a bit later in the evening so that she’s hungrier and more keen on getting food… it has worked so far! But there are of course a few factors that could easily spoil even this seemingly bullet proof plan:
- If it’s very cold outside.
- If it’s snowing a lot outside.
- If it’s very windy outside.
- If PJ thinks we’re up to something sneaky.
This horse is beautiful though and I can tell that she’s a great companion. Whether you’re on the ground or on horseback, you’ll be having some discussions with this one, but once it pays off there’s no better feeling!
Snowman is the gentleman in the stable. He’s very chill and lets PJ do her thing and be the boss. He doesn’t mind. And yes, every time we go out to greet Snowman we do get the song from Frozen stuck in our heads. It’s inevitable. Unfortunately Snowman doesn’t get too excited about posing for photos so I don’t have that many. Of the two horses, he is the one who hangs back and decides that eating hay is definitely more important than checking out the human idiots calling him over from the fence. I mean, it’s not even a guarantee they’ll have treats. I did try to get some nice photos the other day. Turns it out it takes a bit of skill to photograph a white horse on a bright day in a landscape full of snow…
Ooooh, Chiquita. We love Chiquita so much. Like, you have no idea. I’m not usually a dog person myself, but she has stolen my heart! She’s old and her joints are a bit stiff but she still gets SO EXCITED about going for a walk. She spends most of her time outdoors as she’s originally from the Canadian North. Upon leaving the house in the morning, we always bring her outside with us, and she always looks disappointed when we head off in the direction of the horses. Now, I don’t know what she’s thinking, but it’s probably something along the lines of “those big stupid moose are getting too much attention”.
When we finally do get around to taking her out for a walk, it’s like she’s ten years younger for a few moments. The first couple of times we took her out, we ran the first few meters and jumped around with her just because it made her so darn happy. Now it has just become the way we start every walk. She starts running before us and then looks back over her shoulder to make sure we’re still with her. She unfortunately doesn’t make it very far before she has to slow down but we can tell she loves it.
This doggo is adorable and if I could take her with me everywhere, I would!
As you can see, we are in some pretty good company out here. Friends on four legs are the best friends! Moa will be with you very soon for another update. I don’t know what she’s planning on sharing with you, but let’s be real… it’s not going to be as adorable as this post.