Month: June 2023

Today I came across a breed that looks more like Yuka than a Shiba Inu. Guess now! SHIKOKU. They indeed are rare. And logically, they should be a bit bigger than Yuki. But Yuki is already an inch bigger than a Shiba Inu. And its facial expression seems smarter somehow 🙂 Overall, it’s a mystery who grew up to be like this. The passport says Shiba, of course

Yesterday I finally got around to watching Madagascar 3 (2012). I’m sure all of you have seen it in the past 11 years. But just in case –

So, one of the main characters is Vitaly, a Russian tiger. He excels at two things—throwing knives and slipping through any tight spot, though actually, he did need some oil. He’s also a grim and unfriendly tiger. At any rate, he finds himself in a rather unlovely predicament at one fine moment. The train has left, but the clowns remain. A circus madhouse based on a kindergarten. The manager is an idiot. Needs fixing.

And then, quite literally out of nowhere, American consultants turn up. A lion from New York delivers a powerful motivational speech about essentially nothing, about successful success, emotionally so, and the circus agrees to a reorganization. The Russian tiger Vitaly stubbornly distrusts the Americans but tries to accept the changes under pressure from his peers.

In short, the Americans build a training camp. Generally, they manage to give an impression that they can teach something, and just when it seems everything is falling apart, powerful empathy saves the day.

In the end, the circus troupe realizes that they are not the clowns when it turns out that these Americans have zero experience, yet were so trusted. By the way, besides the Russian Vitaly (who for some reason loves borscht), there is also a Russian bear named Sonya on a bicycle. Sonya is portrayed as somewhat goofy, but after the processing by the American consultants, overall, Sonya turns out well.

Eventually, the circus first dismisses the consultants, then looks at their own management, realizes it’s even worse without them, and invites the consultants back. And a happy ending. Apparently, the consultants have been working for 11 years now.

Next Saturday, our rink is hosting a figure skating performance set to symphonic music. Masha will also be performing there. The program includes Bizet’s “Habanera” from the opera “Carmen,” something from the opera “The Firebird,” Vangelis’ “Chariots of Fire,” Marquez’s “Danzón No. 2,” and music by George Gershwin. I’ve heard “live” symphonic music in many halls, but this will be a first on the ice rink. In general, if anyone local is reading this — welcome.

Landscape by the house. Walking with Yuki, and here, a heron waits for breakfast to swim by. A few days ago, on the other side of the pond, a goose was murdered. Right now as I write this post, I’m passing by that place. Feathers are scattered everywhere. A couple of days ago, there was a headless carcass here. We were really worried because it was surely the father of one of the goose families with growing goslings. He and their mother lovingly watched over their little ones, swam with them, protected them. The fate of the goslings was unclear. Nothing is left of the father today, although strangely, I saw not a single vulture in the meadow. Usually, they come in several and clean up the area. My neighbors give three theories in local socials as a response to my report – a fox, a coyote, or a raccoon. I haven’t seen any raccoons here, nor coyotes, but the neighbors say they are around. I did see a neighbor’s cat wandering once. Besides the aforementioned creatures, it should also beware of large predatory birds. Haven’t seen the cat for a long time.

my 23rd attempt at painting