Life at № 42 by E.M. Coutinho
I’m assuming that’s you . . wow! You’d fit right in at our local zoo/Farm. Please tell more of the story! 🙂
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Because I resemble a wild animal?
The cub’s mother rejected him and there was a waiting period before he was old enough to be rehomed. A friend of ours was in charge of his care and so she asked us to visit so he wouldn’t be too lonely 🙂
At our local zoo/farm years ago, four lion cubs were born and the mother wouldn’t nurse them. There was a bulldog who had just had pups, so she nursed the lion cubs. Staff had to supplement their feedings with bottles, so the cubs got very used to having people in the pen with them. It was a sight to behold, those cubs nursing on that bulldog! You might have seen the videos a few years back of the hockey-playing lion — look it up!
Yeah. I like this one of you, too.
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Looks like Alain Delon. Esme has a thing about him. Or wishes she had.
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Delon? I think I’m more of a Louis Jourdan 🙂
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Just looked up Alain Delon…oh my. Actually, you’re like a cross between the two Pinky. The forehead is definitely Louis Jourdan but the rest is more Delon.
LOL- I wish! You do however get extra credit points for all eternity for saying that 😀
I was just thinking this very thing.
Yes! That’s the one, Hariod. 🙂
If I looked like that I’d rule the world!!!
Pretty, isn’t he, Meeks? Now, I’m not gay, but I’m reminded of when Louis met Ewan . . .
I’m not a huge fan, but my husband love CK and he’s got a point here, for sure. There are people who actually think predatory behavior is generally true of gay men. (More to fear from hetero pedophiles, I can vouch for that.) My eldest daughter’s only babysitters for a long time were two gay male friends of mine. People would actually say, “How can you do that? Aren’t you afraid they will harm her?” It made me so mad – but it was also an opportunity to straighten them out. Jesus, man. Get a grip.
Suave, debonair, and absolutely an excellent resemblance!
I’ve never even bloody mentioned Alain Delon in my life! Looking at the below I’d say he fancied himself enough not to need much extra adoration. And Mr Pink looks more like Louis Jordan, but does have similar eyes. *shoves Hairyrod out the window*.
Amazing picture Mr Pink, a glamour shot with a tiger! Rare creatures abound *smiles*
– esme of Cloud fame
You mentioned him two weeks ago. You said, “Isn’t that Alain Delon bloke gorgeous; he reminds me of Mr. Merveilleux, the gardener chappie with all the very colourful dahlias”.
You’re getting a bit green at the gills because Mr P is so pretty ain’t ya? Hahahahaha. I actually said “Isn’t that Agatha Christie sexy she’s only missing being seven feet tall and having a full hairy chest and I’d swoon good and proper”
– esme winking and laughing a lot upon the Cloud
…was so pretty, my dear. Was.
You’re as pretty as the old photos you show us!
– esme pegging it fast upon the Cloud
– esme knowing redheads will always be more dangerous upon the Cloud
When you realize the tiger should actually be eating you and it is not, because … it is not so cute. I have never appreciated dancing bears so much and tended to think that animals are better off in the wild. But that was when I was young and there was some “wild” left for the animals to be in. Now, I guess, zoos may be places of refuge for animals who would be otherwise killed to protect human economic interests.
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I agree that ideally he should be in the wild; but the world is what it is.
Yes, the tiger I held was in a rescue facility – considerable acreage to protect wild animals who had been kept as pets in California. I was visiting my daughter there, and went back again – but have never been able to locate the same place again. Maybe they went out of business, I don’t know :*(
Didn’t know you were one of Saddam’s sons 😉
Pink will be sticking pins in his newly acquired John Zande doll over xmas. A LOT of pins.
The youngest of the boys 😛 First there was Uday, then Qusay, then me, Pinksay
Bet the elbow of that polo neck was ruined…
Now all I can imagine is the uncropped version of that picture, the rest of the family chewing on your legs, and this photo being taken in the microsecond between screams. 😉
I have a face for that as well when he breaks skin and draws blood!
Lucky it wasn’t sharks then, one drop of blood and it’s a feeding frenzy… 😛
Sooooo pretty! I love the enthusiasm, and if he has drawn blood, a touch of steel in you.
I better get credit for the dignity!
Indeed you do. 😀 Did you make it all the way home before you let out the scream of pain?
No scream. I’m seriously elegant. 😛 What the tiger did when I bit him, however, is a private matter.
😀 Did it taste like chicken?
Me? Is this Josh Thomas trying to make fun of me???? Settle down, darling. No matter how you approach it, I’m still prettier, even though I’m 9 years older than you. Embrace reality! When I’m 80 I’ll still be prettier. That’s life.
😀 Poor Josh, the unwitting victim of random insults. But yes, you are prettier… 😀
So it is you, after all!
😀 oh no, Josh is far funnier than me, and while he (like the tiger) might taste like tender chicken I think I would be more accurately described as an old boiler… 😀
Must’ve been quite the experience.
It was amazing. One of the best experiences I’ve ever had.
Sorry, I’m still laughing at the dialogue between you and metan. How about some backstory? As in, why on earth were you on your back, snuggling with a rather large tiger cub????
When we were in Spain we had a friend who was in charge of an animal rescue centre. This fellow’s mother had been seized from a circus where she had been abused.
You wouldn’t believe how strong he was despite being smallish. Had he wanted to, even at that point, he could have seriously damaged me. About a month later he was already too strong to be played with safely. We still visited though 🙂
Just looking at those huge paws gives an idea of his potential strength. He is adorable though. What happened to him?
He’s got his own enclosure now and is an adult.
I can believe that without any trouble whatsoever, Pinky. My cats are 1/5th? the size and even they are remarkably strong. I’m glad you got your cuddle before that gorgeous boy became too big. I wonder if he remembers bonding with humans? You may still be his beloved. I’m sure they don’t forget.
Oh Meeks, if only I’d managed to stop time and somehow be 9 years younger than Pink! 😀 😀
What if you could be 9 years younger but in exchange you’d have to have Josh Thomas’ nose- would you take it?
Well, he himself says he looks like a fifty year old baby, and I’ve still got a few years ahead of me before I reach that milestone, so I think I’ll stick with what I’ve got! 😀
What about you, minus nine years but Josh’s hair?
I’d never go back in time, hair or no hair 😀 Although I probably seem terribly unhinged, this is the best I’ve ever felt- I wouldn’t trade that for anything!
Yep, youth is definitely overrated. The poor old body might beg to differ on those creaky mornings, but the brain has never felt better! 😀
lmao! No! Don’t wish that. 9 years younger and you might not spar so very well. 😀
It’s just that the body would prefer to be nine years younger! 😀
I would definitely rather not return to those younger days though, when you’re young and speak your mind you’re only seen as contrary, as you get older people are genuinely scared of you. Mwah ha ha… 😀
‘genuinely scared of you’…yes. 😀
It helps that you stop giving a $hit as you get older too. -cough- age has its compensations…
It is a stunning photo and not just because you’re gorgeous. It’s like you color coordinated with the tiger 😍
I wasn’t terrible then! Makes me think of all the time I wasted obsessing about how I looked in my 20’s.
And you’re not so terrible now either (looks wise).
I needed that photo to cheer me up today, so thanks.
My first thought when seeing it (before I looked more closely) was: “Elvis?”
Must be the hair. 😛
And you certainly didn’t look bad. 🙂
Sad to think how much time we spend worrying about our looks in our youth.
I have a new boyfriend now that likes me without makeup or revealing clothes. Ah. If only I had known, I wouldn’t have wasted so much of the last 15 years worrying about my body.
We’re bombarded day and night by images designed to make us want to consume products- and that’s done by making us feel we need something that we don’t already have.
This I know. . . we have a daughter in Marketing. . 🙂
SO sweet. I, too, have held a baby tiger – although ‘mine’ looked to be a bit smaller than ‘yours.’ What I most recall today was his smell – similar to our little rescue grey wolf puppy when we got him in New Mexico. “Skunky” as my daughter called it. Sweet connections 😉
Mine had a strong smell too, sort of wet-dog-like 🙂
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