The Home Of Nameless Stars.

"I yell ‘cause somewhere in a Los Angeles basement, there’s a pit bull with duct tape..."

Thu, 28 Feb 2013 14:26:00 +0000

“I yell ‘cause somewhere in a Los Angeles basement, there’s a pit bull with duct tape wrapped around her muzzle, being trained to kill while money changes hands.
I yell ‘cause on some news program in Denver, there’s a politician demonizing pit bulls to further his own career.
I yell ‘cause some punk in Tampa’s got his fifth box of pit puppies and I know they’ll end up in the last cage of an animal shelter before they’re two.
I yell ‘cause humans can be the most brutal and heartless animals on the planet.
I yell ‘cause a pit bull can’t and somebody needs to.”

- Shorty Rossi

"Every dog must have a soul Somewhere deep inside Where all his hurts and grievances Are buried with..."

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 22:20:00 +0000

“Every dog must have a soul
Somewhere deep inside
Where all his hurts and grievances
Are buried with his pride.
Where he decides the good and bad,
The wrong way from the right,
And where his judgement carefully
Is hidden from our sight.
A dog must have a secret place
Where every thought abides,
A sort of close acquaintance that
He trusts in and confides.
And when accused unjustly for
Himself, He cannot speak,
Rebuked, He finds within his soul
The comfort he must seek.
He’ll love, tho’he is unloved,
And he’ll serve tho’badly used,
And one kind word will wipe away
The times when he’s abused.
Altho’ his heart may break in two
His love will still be whole,
Because God gave to every dog
An understanding Soul!”

- Unknown

R.I.P Scrappy

Tue, 13 Nov 2012 08:18:43 +0000

My dog was put to sleep yesterday.

He had a really bad heart murmur and his heart couldn’t pump the blood around his body quickly enough so his lungs were filling with fluid.

He was effectively drowning in his own lungs.

R.I.P Sweetheart

The house is empty without you and I miss you so much

I’ll always love you, I couldn’t have asked for a better dog

xXx

"Hell shall claim it’s own and home I shall come as a devil born from the spawn of sin herself."

Thu, 25 Oct 2012 15:20:00 +0100

“Hell shall claim it’s own and home I shall come as a devil born from the spawn of sin herself.”

- Me (pixie-pitbull)

"Trust no-one. For even your own shadows abandon you in the dark."

Thu, 25 Oct 2012 12:18:18 +0100

“Trust no-one. For even your own shadows abandon you in the dark.”

- Unknown

A doodle that is on my wall. Just thought I’d share it...

Wed, 24 Oct 2012 22:50:18 +0100

A doodle that is on my wall. Just thought I’d share it with everyone! ^_^

"Folded in my arms you’re a butterfly in reverse Giving up your wings inheriting my curse..."

Sun, 21 Oct 2012 17:42:31 +0100

“Folded in my arms you’re a butterfly in reverse
Giving up your wings inheriting my curse
You’re letting go of me
You’re letting go”

- Maggie Stiefvater

Watch this, you won't regret it...

Tue, 16 Oct 2012 17:57:00 +0100

Don’t you just hate it when someone tells you to watch a TV series? They tell you ‘it’s hilarious!’, ‘it’s brilliant!’, ‘a must see!’, ‘you won’t regret it!’. But yet they conveniently forget to tell you about the times you’ll spend sat in front of the TV screen, feeling physically sick as you watch characters you’ve grown to love go through hell and almost die, or actually die! The tears you will shed and the countless times your heart will break!

The times where you sit there watching, unsure whether your heart can stand to watch anymore.

So yeah, thanks for that!

"Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees In the centre..."

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 12:24:13 +0100

“

Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world
Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees

In the centre of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head

Mangled hands, naked eyes
Fanged snakes his soul line
Curled inside like textured sin
Bloody, curdled sheets for skin

In the centre of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead

Over strands of red, Lord Loss crawls
Dispensing pain, despising all
Shuns friends, nurtures foes
Ravages hope, breeds woe
Drinks moons, devours suns
Twirls his thumbs till the reaper comes

In the centre of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that’s left

”

- Darren Shan (The Demonata Series)

Labrador Puppy Smell

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 15:13:22 +0100

Right now this is going to sound very odd…but bare with me!

There is no smell like a Labrador puppy smell! They have their own distinct smell which is unlike the smell of any other puppy or dog.
I can’t explain what the smell is like but I can’t get enough of it!

I worked at a rescue centre for about 5 years and I was actually banned from showing members of the public the Labrador puppies or just being around them when members of the public were around because I’d just sit there smelling them.

My next-door neighbour has got a new Lab pup - well actually she’s just looking after it for her daughter and grandchildren but still - so when I went outside I was greeted by said pup trying to crawl through the fence to come and greet me. And the first thing I did? After pulling him the rest of the way through the fence because his shoulders wouldn’t allow him to go back, was to pick him up and smell him.
My neighbours gave me a funny look but then just kinda rolled their eyes and laughed at me, my family pretty much did the same, their all used to me by now.

I can’t be the only one though! There’s got to be other people that know what I’m talking about…isn’t there?

"Thou sayest thou art as weary as a dog, As angry, sick and hungry as a dog, As dull and melanchology..."

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 15:10:23 +0100

“Thou sayest thou art as weary as a dog,
As angry, sick and hungry as a dog,
As dull and melanchology as a dog,
As lazy, sleepy, idle as a do.
By why dost thou compare thee to a dog?
In that for which all men despise a dog,
I will compare thee better to a dog.
Thou art as fair and comely as a dog,
Thou art as true and honest as a dog,
Thou art as kind and liberal as a dog,
Thou art as wise and valiant as a dog.”

- Sir John Davies

The Howl Of The Wolf

Sat, 29 Sep 2012 00:48:46 +0100

There is something beautiful about the call of a wolf.
The first time I heard it in person was on my 19th birthday (I’m now 21) and it was my first day working at the UK Wolf Conservation Trust. As far as birthdays go, this was definitely the best!
I remember standing by the fence, staring at these three gorgeous creatures, Mosi, Mai and Torak, and just feeling a shiver go down my spine as they tipped their heads back and let out one of the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard. (Oddly enough there is only one other animal that has made me feel the way that did upon hearing them, and that was the Hyena’s I saw on a night drive on a South African game reserve. They switched off all the lights and we just sat there listening to the Hyena’s call to one another. It still makes me shiver just thinking about it - good shiver - well apart from when one of them was staring at me and slowly getting closer to the jeep, that was pretty awesome too!)
Anyway I majorly side-tracked! Over the time I spent working with all of the wolves, the aforementioned 3 and Lunca, Latea, Duma and Dakota, I got to hear many different howls and learnt to tell the difference when listening to them.
They had different howls for locating a pack mate - used when we had taken one of the wolves out on a ‘walk’ - just for the hell of it or to bond - which they did a lot - to signal their territory to the other packs - which resulted in all of the wolves howling back at each other (there were three small packs, Mosi, Mai and Torak were in one, Lunca and Latea in another and Duma and Dakota in the final one), or in reply to a howl issued by a handler - or alternatively in reply to the old hunting horn that the owner of the Trust uses…do not ask.
Nothing however, and I mean nothing, will ever make me forget the sadness I felt during one of their howls.

Dakota got sick. She had lymphatic cancer, she was only given a few months but she lasted several years. She had a little pot belly from the steroids and her fur was a lot harsher than the others due to all the drugs but she was happy and she loved her food.
Which is why we started to worry when she stopped eating. The first few days we still managed to get her medication into her, and then she stopped altogether.
When we called in the vet we were told she had pneumonia and that it was unlikely she would make it so the decision was made that she would be put to sleep. She seemed to accept that this was what had to happen and her sister Duma was lead in afterwards to see her.
They say that wolves can understand death but not abandonment. She sniffed around her sister and then turned to seek comfort from her handlers, rubbing against them and leaning her weight into their legs.

The feeling of sadness and heartbreak came the second she took her last breath and all of the wolves, from all the packs, raised their heads and let out the most mournful sounds I’ve ever heard. It brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it.

Dakota was a beautiful animal and she brought such joy and light and laughter to everyone that met her. I’m glad and honoured that I got to be a part of her life, no matter how short that time may have been.

R.I.P Dakota and Latea who has passed since.

"Pit bulls are famous, in circles of knowledgeable dog people, for the love and loyalty they bestow..."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 16:27:51 +0100

“Pit bulls are famous, in circles of knowledgeable dog people, for the love and loyalty they bestow on anyone who shows them a smidgen of kindness.”

- Linda Wilson-Fuoco

"Judging a dog by another dogs actions is like judging a person that knows..."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 16:26:15 +0100

“Judging a dog by another dogs actions is like judging a person that knows a
murderer…pointless. And it makes you look like an asshole.”

- Heather Spivey

"It is better to die as a wolf than live like a dog."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:51:20 +0100

“It is better to die as a wolf than live like a dog.”

- Herbert Wehner

"Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:48:37 +0100

“Those are the voices of my brothers, darling; I love the company of wolves.”

- Angela Carter

"For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. The kill of the..."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:47:40 +0100

“For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. The kill of the Wolf is the meat of the Wolf. He may do what he will, but, till he is given permission, the Pack may not eat of that kill.”

- Rudyard Kipling

"Last night I dreamed I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:45:36 +0100

“Last night I dreamed I was chasing a pack of wolves, trying to belong.”

- Edgar Cayce

"No matter how much you feed a wolf, he keeps looking at the forest."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:44:43 +0100

“No matter how much you feed a wolf, he keeps looking at the forest.”

- Ilse Lehiste

"There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls."

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 14:43:49 +0100

“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.”

- George Carlin