Earlier this week I got the most interesting email from a man who works at a zoo in Slovenia. I’m including the email here so you can enjoy it as much as I did. ( I have made a few minor corrections to make it easier to read.)
My name is Simon and I love capybaras. I would really love to have capybara as a pet but I can´t, because I live in a block of flats. But I am currently employed in ZOO Ljubljana (Slovenia (Europe)) and somehow my dream fulfilled in a way.
There is one very special being, called Stinky.
I love Stinky so much that I am with him every and each day. It´s not my capybara, it´s ZOO ljubljana capybara but he is mine in my heart.
And if I tell you that we train agility, I´m sure you sure won´t believe me. We train approximately 1,6 year (in my free time) I started training him when he was basically adult animal (not juvenile).
I couldn’t publish anything earlier because he is not my capybara.
The part with Stinky starts at 15:28.
I really hope you will enjoy the video.
Regards and all the best,
Simon Budja Continue reading “Capybara Agility” »
On the road--again
This is the story of my participation in the Texas A&M Vet School Open House for 2013.
This is a long story.
This story starts with a long ride in the car.
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Me and Sheldon
Yesterday I was just hanging out in my pool when my old friend Sheldon dropped by. I like Sheldon but lately he brings “baggage” with him when he comes over. The baggage is in the form of two Boston terrier puppies. Continue reading “Puppy Play Date” »
Nose to nose to nose
On Sunday my friend Sheldon brought over his two Boston terrier puppies, Juju and Tali. (Tali is in blue and Juju in purple.) When I heard dogs were coming to visit, you can imagine I was none too excited. I decided to go hide somewhere in the house. That is pretty hard now that I am a full grown capybara, not nearly as many places to hide, but I figured I’d think of something.
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Rick is protecting me from a killer dog
Melly and Rick are always making me do things that are “good for me” but that I don’t want to do. Their latest kick is for us to go for a walk down the dirt road that leads to our house. That would be okay if it weren’t for the dogs. Do you see how I’m pressing my nose to Rick’s knee in the photo above? That is because if you look a little closer you will see a killer dog, saliva dripping from its fangs, is watching me from behind a flimsy wire fence.
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