Slinky likes the snakes

So I thought about it (thanks for the feedback) and I'd actually put up some pictures of Slinky. But then I realized that I would no longer be able to bitch about the Men in White (read: the government) with impunity. So I took them down again. Sigh. Freedom of speech my arse. These are the ones that survived the purge.

I went through everything and think there were more pictures of animals than there were of anything else. Witness.



I challenge you to scroll past this picture without going "Awwwwwwwwwwww". Just try it. It's impossible. S$280 for one Rottie pup! I could have bought four. I could have been swimming in dogs. He leaned against me in a soft warm fuzzy bundle of dogginess which had me madly in love within the first five seconds.I love the way they all start out so small and vulnerable and sweet and grow up to be big Zeph-like monsters. It drives me nuts. They are too cute for words. I'm not emotionally equipped to deal with this. I wanted to save them all. I still feel bad about leaving all those little puppies behind.

"Baby, he wants to come home with me!"
"Yes, okay."




Scroll and repeat. The Boy practically had to drag me away from all this puppy love. The rest of our time in Chatuchak was peppered by me chanting "Wanna rottie!"



Again, all together now. "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww"



I am such a sucker for puppies. I couldn't walk past one without getting some cuddling in.




In Chatuchak we were mooching around, almost concussed from the sauna-like heat and humidity until I spotted something, and was gone before The Boy could turn around, leaving a cry of "Puggyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!" in my wake. All with those adorable squashy faces and sad puggy eyes. And when you played with them they'd laugh in a way only dogs can, and their mouths would split open in that puggy grin and little pink tongues would come lolling out. I couldn't take it, they were too cute. I could carry one in just one hand, they were so small. "Puggy, baby! Puggy puggy puggy! Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww, aren't you so cute?" The Boy would stand patiently by while I babbled to the little puppy of the moment, who would usually be hot as hell and kind of dopey. My favourite puggy was this one, who was more spirited than the rest. He tried to playbite my fingers and squished his flat face against the side mesh cage, then tried to pull my fingers to him with teeny little puggy paws. I was in love.

After that I generally made The Boy's life miserable.

"Want a puggy!"
"Okay."
[more insistently] "Want a puggy!"
"But you can't bring it back."
"Can too! Want a puggy!"
"Okay."




They sold hedgehogs!



And ferrets!

"Want a puggy! And a ferret."
"Okay."
"And a rottie!"
"Okay."
"Want a puggy!"
"But you can't bring it home!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"



I don't like rabbits. But this was fucking hilarious.



Albino burmese python eating a hamster. More proof that hamsters are not smart. The python is being shoved towards the box where all the hamsters are skittering about, and one foolish hamster pops his head out of the box, right at the Burm and wonders, "Hey, I wonder what THAT thing i-". Good bye Mr. Hamster. Good thing they breed fast and in large numbers, or they'd be extinct.



I recommend the snake farm to everybody. The show is fabulous. Basically it consisted of two crazy Thai guys manhandling very large grumpy venomous snakes, throwing them on the floor in a "look, snake, nah" sort of attitude in front of the terrified tourists, and then proceeding to try and antagonize the snake as much as possible with casual swipes of their bare hands in horrifying close proximity. Then they'd casually grab them by the tails and neck and hold them out for the farang to take photos. The show presenter got into the act as well, casually dislodging the snake which bit him on the wrist and finger and giving a bored "ta-dah" sort of flourish, with snake et al. Hilarious.

The Boy and I were, of course, in raptures as we watched, leaning forward even as the mostly-white crowd leaned back. When the shows was over, they asked for people who wanted to take pictures with the fat Burmese python that they'd brought out to come down. There was utter silence for a while, eventually broken by The Boy and I screaming "'Scuse us!" as we launched our way through the crowd at the snake.



Bet Mr. I-Wear-A-Pwetty-Ribbon above would hate to be in the enclosure with these babies. A huge lovefest of reticulated pythons. Bet they don't eat hamsters.



Pretty, pretty python under a rock. Fat as all hell.



A king cobra, which was casually yanked out of its enclosure by a mysteriously unperturbed Thai man and then dumped in front of the group of terrified farang. Hilarious.