Just 4 weeks after the disappearance of Mr. Max, again the 10th but this time February, there was a bit of a situation here. Janis turned up in a shocking state : I’ve got no idea what had happened, where it happened, nor why she came to me. Fact is Read more…
Exactly a year ago (it was the 10th of January 2021) Mr. Max disappeared and I still don’t know what happened. I went to bed around 2 am and he was purring happily full of love when I said good night to him. Around 5 am he went out for Read more…
Guess what? Although it would have been nice and easy for me, the story wasn’t over with Janis moving her babies out (read more about this here: Janis and the refugees) The boat to where she moved her little ones was a steel-boat that caught fire some years back when Read more…
It happens from time to time that some of the furry 4-legged friends (dogs and cats) come over to find a temporary shelter or, as it happens, to sort a temporary food-situation. Nobody abuses the hospitality, so we’re all okay and happy with it. This time everything was different. It Read more…
It was towards the end of February 2020. A lovely sunny day but the wind felt icy. I was walking the street where my workshop is, on my way to our little Harbor-Bar to have a coffee. It’s always a nice break, a tiny social thing and of course I Read more…