After leaving Lofoten Mam and Dad left me in the car aboard a boat for hours! I know Mam almost started crying, because they had to leave me there. There’s some silly rule that as long as you’re human, it doesn’t matter how much you smell, you are still allowed on the salon deck, but…
Tag: photo
The Teylamail 09 – Swimming Ducks
Mam and Dad took me bird-watching. It was really interesting, but I was afraid to swim out to the ducks, and they wouldn’t come close enough for me to play with – not like the duck that walked into our livingroom. Once again, see Mam’s instagram. I wish they’d hav stayed so we could’ve played…
The Teylamail 07 – Walking With The Pack
Hey all. Sorry about the absence, but the weather’s been really hot these last days, so Mam hasn’t gotten ’round to resizing the photos from our last big trip until now. We actually went walking a whole lot of us, my aunties, Godmother, Godfather, Godmother’s pal Sossi and Dad – and I have to say…
The Teylamail 01 – The Family Issue
Hey, you guys, humans and huskies and dogs and cats and all. Mam says she isn’t at all upset with me for stealing her computer, which she spends way too much time on anyways, that other time when I told yous about her going crazy. She actually thought I did very well with my first…
All The Stuff I Need
D’you know that feeling when you get up in the morning and you don’t know what to wear? That’s me today. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about outfits here, my job’s got that sorted for me – by the way, that’s why I’ve been absent, been working and loving it. No, I’m…
Why visit galleries, when there’s the fifth floor at Harrods?
Somewhere, Monday’s come and gone. ‘Round here there’s still some time left ’till Tuesday, and I just remembered. I think I forgot to show you the prettiest room in Harrods. There were lights. And sparkles. And light that reflected off the sparkles, twisting and turning in exquisite glass vials filled with strange potions I couldn’t…
Scribbled with liner 