May (boring) Bank Holiday

‘Yay! We are on a bus!’

It is hard to tell which mode of transport, bus or tube, my girl Bella prefers. She appears to get a kick out of watching passersby from the window when she is on a bus, and she always has a long leisurely nap when she is on a tube.

Don’t get too excited, Bella!

Sadly, this bank holiday weekend was not a particularly exciting one. Poor Hubbie was snowed under with urgent projects and had to work through the whole three days except nipping out to a local pub for a Sunday roast lunch.

Hubbie’s only high point during the weekend. Tucking into a huge roast chicken at Eagle the Pub…

After a brief respite with half pint of cider, he had to go back to his PowerPoint presentation.

How about me? I’m not even invited to the feast!

Sorry, Bella. I will make sure that next weekend will be more fun and interesting for you. I promise.

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Scorchio!!!

‘We long for it but also complain about it as soon as it arrives!’ We mused about the sudden arrival of heatwave as we licked ice lorries. Our atelier didn’t have air-conditioning but an electric fan, and the device didn’t help much other than it stirred up the hot air.

Early on yesterday, I met up with my old teammate from ice hockey and had lunch together. We hadn’t seen each other for almost a year, therefore, we had tons to catch up with. While we were busy chatting and eating, Bella was sitting on my lap quietly, no figeting nor begging for attention but looking around what was going on. A model behaviour. Well done, Bella!

Bella on my friends lap, looking at her pasta…

Oh my, it sounded like so many things, some of them were pretty drastic, had happened to a few of my teammates while I was in the thick of my own domestic affairs. All very happy and positive changes, yet, life changing decisions nonetheless! We both agreed that a summer social gathering would have to be organised before some of them disappear to the other side of the earth.

Let’s play with the bubble! I brought a secret weapon for Bella to play with at the studio…

Doggie Incredibubblles!

The bubble was absolutely harmless and peach flavoured. I could hardly want to see how Bella would chase the bubbles with excitement. Well, my good intention disappeared into thin air literally like “bubbles”…

She just ran away! She just hated it. Those bubbles were rather sticky and kept the shape for much longer than normal soap bubbles. She seemed to be freaked out by the bubbles sticking to her all over, especially around her furry face. Therefore, she rolled around the floor, trying to rub the residue off from herself, rather than chasing the bubbles for fun. Oh well, never mind. I will find another entertainment for you, Bella…

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A light year apart

After such an awful tragedy in Manchester, the life can never be carried on as before. I felt exactly the same when the 7/7 terror attack happened. I remember being excited about London to host the 2012 Olympic game. The days ahead seemed like filled with euphoria and optimism. Then, the very next day, the atrocity happened. All the bubbly happy feeling inside me disappeared into thin air, and I was left with a large hole in my heart. The happiness I felt the day before felt like a light year ago’s thing.

I am feeling exactly the same right now. For all those victims in Manchester Arena, who happened to be in a wrong place at wrong time, their life was cruelly cut short. And the families, how much heartache are they suffering Ther life is altered forever. I can’t stop thinking about them. It is frustrating that I can’t do much other than sympathizing with them. During the coming weeks and months, more facts regarding the attack will be discovered, and we will adjust our daily life to the new reality.

Contrary to a bright cloudless morning sky I see through the windows this morning, the future ahead seems to be turbulent and gloomy.

I will move forward and conduct my life as normal because that is what we all have to do against those cowardly jihadists. However, I will do so with a very heavy heart…

I am very sorry

I am so heart broken to hear an awful news from Manchester. Desperately sad for the loss of life. I am so sorry…😥

Pet London @ Wigmore St

Behold her hairy tum!

The video was taken at Pet London on Wigmore Street. We were there to buy Bella a new harness and had loads of fun during trying on different designs.

Pet London is a godsend to dog owners in U.K., especially of miniature-size breeds, such as Chihuahua, Yorkie, Pomeranian, etc. The boutique stocks a wide variety of products to satisfy all tastes and occasions, super cute or super sporty.

I pondered for ages before deciding on a fluorescent orange harness…

You look great, Ben Ben!

Pet London is also one of a very few model agencies specialized in animals – from dogs to more exotic kinds, such as snakes and elephants! My lovely Mr.B was one of their models before we discovered his heart murmur. Through all the assignments, from NEXT catalogue to Britain’s Next Top Model, we had lots of fun, and I cherished the memories forever.

‘How about Bella? Do you think she has the potential?’ the staff and I mused as we looked on Bella running around with a treat. ‘Nah, she is too excitable and also too sociable.’ I shook my head.

Unlike a typically extravert Bella, Mr.B was mildly introvert who was only interested in pleasing me. Never getting too excited by new things nor people, he was perfect to work in photographic studios and also on locations. He tolerated being handled by others, but his attention was always on me unwaveringly which was in turn great because he always stared at the lens as long as I was standing behind the photographer. Most of commercial photographers hate working with children and animals because of their unpredictability. We encountered a few individuals which did made us feel belittled by throwing negative comments prior to the shoots. However, we always won them over by Mr.B’s impeccable work ethic – no time wasting, no marking and obeying my commands without fail. By the end of every sessions, they were charmed and impressed by us, and gave the agency positive feedbacks. It was funny because I would never have dreamt of registering him to the agency if Hubbie didn’t joke about making him earn his own keep.

Am I not pretty enough to be a fashion model?

Ben Ben, you can’t sit still for even 10 seconds. I don’t think you can be a working model…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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