Melanie understands so well. Domestic pets, by design, readily bond with humans. Connecting with a wild animal takes a different approach, a constant reckoning, a conditional mutual respect. We were […]
A mere two hour drive from London, witness a bumper crop of baby capybaras! A wildlife park in Kent is celebrating a ‘baby boom’ with 15 births of one species. […]
There will never be another Dobby, but I will try to keep the stories coming. Until then, Melanie is writing about him. She’s right. Dobby never much liked riding in […]
Everybody loved Baby Dobby. Thank you again, Melanie, for writing about him during this difficult time. Click on the link below to read about Dobby. Source: In Memoriam: Dobby Winnick […]
Dobby is no longer with us, and will no longer be writing posts for his website. I have many photos, videos, and stories yet to tell, but it is emotionally […]
Why is breakfast served so early? And what’s up with milk that I need a nap afterward? Sometimes milk jumps out of the bowl onto the rug. I need to […]
I’m dreaming about yesterday. Every once in a while I snore out a little whistling sound. The Farm Manager will never get a video of my snore, though she has […]
Everybody has been asking about my jackets, and I was all ready to write this blog post, but then the Farm Manager said she wouldn’t take pictures unless I write […]
I was born on Valentine’s day in 2009. If my math is correct, I’m nine years old this year. That’s why this valentine has nine Dobby-heads. The Farm Manager made […]
Mudskipper turned three years old last week! My birthday is tomorrow, so I’m going to copy her blog and call it good. Not really, but the thought did cross my […]
Dobby the Capybara 