Well, who could blame him? I mean, I wouldn’t fancy winter either if I wouldn’t have my body hairs… Uhm, I mean, clothes (Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hairy) The poor bear is probably not very excited of hibernating in the cold. Not to mention the hardest part: waking up in spring and trying to socialize. All the animals will “paw him out”

Red roses were her favourites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, “Be my Valentine,” like all the years before.

 
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
“I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.”
“My love for you will always grow, with every passing year.”
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

 
She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

 
She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband’s favourite chair.
While staring at his picture and the roses sitting there.

 
A year went by and it was hard to live without her mate.
With the loneliness and solitude that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
the doorbell rang and there were roses sitting by her door.

 
She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock.
Then went to get the telephone to call the florist shop.
The owner answered and she asked him if he would explain,
why would someone do this to her causing her such pain?

 
“I know your husband passed away more than a year ago,” the owner said,
“I knew you’d call and you would want to know.”
“The flowers you received today were paid for in advance.”
“Your husband always planned ahead he left nothing to chance.”

 
“There is a standing order that I have on file down here,
and he has paid well in advance. You’ll get them every year.
There also is another thing that I think you should know,
he wrote a special little card…he did this years ago.”

 
“Then should ever I find out that he’s no longer here,
that the card…that should be sent to you the following year.”
She thanked him and hung up the phone her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking as she slowly reached to get the card.

 
Inside the card she saw that he had written her a note.
Then as she stared in total silence this is what he wrote…
“Hello my love, I know it’s been a year since I’ve been gone.
I hope it hasn’t been too hard for you to overcome.”

 
“I know it must be lonely and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say. You were the perfect wife.”

 
“You were my friend and lover; you fulfilled my every need.
I know it’s only been a year but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.”

 
“When you get these roses think of all the happiness
that we had together and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.”

 
“Please…try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year and they will only stop,
when your door’s not answered when the florist stops to knock.”

 
“He will come five times that day in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit he will know without a doubt,
to take the roses to the place where I’ve instructed him,
and place the roses where we are, together once again.”

Here’s a marine version of Pinocchio He’s not ugly…He’s just odd looking, like a cute freak of nature

Look at the excited happy face… I bet he found a bone…Or…not?

Oh, and I thought that he was talking to me… Nope, it’s with his buddy. On a side note, that last doggy looks pretty hilarious to me, like a fatty with short legs

Awwwww…the sweet tiny puppy! It’s not a bone! Oh…wait… The “puppy” looks a bit pissed off.

It is said that the one who loves least controls the relationship… So I’m guessing the flamingo loves least, because the rooster makes a fool out of himself… It is also said that love is a serious mental disease. Need comments on it? But all in all, Janos Arany said that “In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.”

Mhhh…hmmm… That tea must be very yummy! I have no idea what flowers he’s picking, but I fully trust his natural instincts. This adorable wombat here is going to break into the culinary business. It all starts with a tea…

Too much stress… Give him a break! Aren’t there some laws now about not stressing the poor animals? I knw that we live in a modern world, but what can the poor Slow Loris do if the fax just won’t work today and the computer broke out of nowhere?!?

Is this a talents contest? Because I’m in! All I need now is to grow a tail…

Iz this Youtube?

Hello? Anyone home? Who’s tube is that? Ahhh, it’s youtube!

I are bald…

Celtic Realm was a Baldwin, one of the 2 species of hairless guinea pig. Baldwin’s are born fully haired and gradually lose their hair completely from weaning… A Skinny Pig is the other species… They are born with only a small amount of hair, normally on their nose and feet. They are very sweet animals but unfortunately in Australia, the breed is very weak and they rarely live past a couple of months.
The following picture is the skinny pig.