Ani Moller » Mystical Animals

Trippy Kitty

animoller — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 01:00:50 +0000

I Found This On My Desktop And I Don’t Know How It Got There

animoller — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 07:32:35 +0000

It goes really well with Love Makes By Mark Farina!

I Can’t Resist The Cute

animoller — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 02:35:43 +0000

Goblin likes it when it’s sunny on Flickr – Photo Sharing!.

My little sea otter

animoller — Mon, 02 Mar 2009 09:18:14 +0000

Fatty McBumblinkins, courtesy of Tui.

Vixen shares flat with family

animoller — Thu, 19 Feb 2009 00:54:20 +0000

BBC NEWS | UK | England | Vixen shares flat with family.

I’ve always loved foxes. They are like cats, and dogs, and wolves, and a bit like unicorns in that I lived in the UK for 1.5-years and never saw one. Although perhaps having a fox for a pet is like having a badger for a pet – a ticking time-bomb to rabid mauling.

But who could resist their cute little face? Obviously not I.

Narwals on ice: the Artic edition

animoller — Wed, 11 Feb 2009 00:53:28 +0000

BBC NEWS | Science & Environment | ‘Arctic unicorns’ in icy display.

What is it that makes narwals just so mystical? I mean, other than the fact that they are rarely seen underworld unicorns. Okay, that is probably the reason.

Doctor Doolittle

animoller — Wed, 03 May 2006 08:38:15 +0000

Today I had lunch at a café called Astoria on Lambton Quay. It is the sort of café that is full of suits discussing interesting things such as quarterly financial figures and annual projections. Anyway, I was outside giving myself cancer and the jitters when I saw a cute little sparrow on the ground next to me. This cute little sparrow looked up at me with a sad face saying, please give me some of your delicious blueberry muffin that you aren’t going to eat. So I break off a few bits and drop them on the ground next to me. The cute little sparrow gobbled them thankfully, and looked up at me as if to ask for more. So I say out-loud, “You’ll have to eat it out of my hand.” I break off a little piece and hold it towards the cute little sparrow who flies up to my hand, hovers in mid-air and bites the muffin out of my fingers. He does this a couple of times before I tell him out-loud, “Why don’t you come sit on the back of this chair here and I’ll feed you some more.” So the cute little sparrow flies up to the back of the chair, and sits there until I give him some more muffin. He eats a couple of muffin pieces out of my hand and then flies down to the ground. He looks at me again with his cute little sparrow face and I tell him out-loud, “Okay, come back up here but this is the last piece.” So he flies up to the back of the chair, I offer him a small chunk of muffin which he takes in his beak and flies off around the corner, never to be seen again.

Seriously. I am fucking Doctor Doolittle!