She was named after Basil Fawlty’s wife in the television show Fawlty Towers.

The black and white cat was a great mouser, say sources for Telegraph and she passed away after an illness.

Also according to the same article from Telegraph, rumors say prime minister Gordon Brown wasn’t too fond of the cat:

Amid rumours that Gordon Brown disliked the cat, his official spokesman said at the time: “The Prime Minister and [his wife] Sarah do not have a problem with it.”

Photo credit: Clara Molden/PA Wire

Farmers have been ordered to leave their farms and leave the country. Although the majority of food came from those farms, the president has other plans with the country. People are starving. Those who survive the hunger, die from diseases like malaria and Aids.

Because there is no food, people of Zimbabwe have started to hunt down animals from national parks. Giraffes, zebras, anthilopes, even elephants are killed for their meat. Buffalos are the main target but when the hunger is too strong, elephant meat will make the hunger go away.

Read more about this in Sue Lloyd Roberts dramatic article.

The International media analyzed and analyzed the problems from all perspectives. I’ve read articles about billionaires who went bankrupt, big stable banks got into financier crisis and were on the verge to collapse (others were not so fortunate and closed down) and many people lost their houses because they were unable to pay all those mortgages.

Few people took the time to analyze the one’s who make a living out of stock trades: brokers. Fortunately, the people behind OMGOwned.com and SadGuysOnTradingFloors.tumblr.com had a look at some brokers. You can see on their faces that they’re desperate, the problem is real and they have no clue how it managed to get to this.

If my humble opinion counts for a cent, I think that this crisis is powered by the upcoming presidential elections.  Or maybe, Americans should start spending less and put aside more.

Anyhow, I feel bad for them.

I just hope those people will find the strenght to get back on track and start a new life. Although many companies are declared bankrupted, I hope the Guvernment will find enough financial resources to help those people in need.

A few pictures from Fishki.net

If it weren’t for Ernest Hemmingway’s writing, The Sun Also Rises (1926), people from America, Australia, Asia or Africa wouldn’t have heard about this festival which is pretty unique due to the Running of the Bulls.

The Los Sanfermines was originally a religious festival, held in October in honour of San Fermin, the city’s patron saint.

The festival begins on 6th of July, at noon when the chupinazo rocket is set off from the City Hall balcony. This is the official start of the festival. Thousands of people gather in the City Hall square, holding San Fermin red neckerchiefs tied around their necks when the rocket goes off.

The cruel Running of the Bulls run starts at 8 am the second day, on 7th of  July and takes place every morning until 14th of July, the day of the last run. As you will see in the photos, everybody who’s running along with the bulls is wearing white clothes and a red neckerchief and a red sash around the waist. Every morning  6 bulls are chosen to run through the city, until they reach the arena. Also eight oxen run along with the bulls, and another three are set off behind them just 2 minutes later.

As you can tell this Running of the Bulls is very dangerous, along the years many people have lost their lives. It’s not something you should joke about!

Here are a few photos I got from the internet. You can see this is really not something you should joke about!

This is the Municipal Hall from Pamplona. Photo via: elgu

Photo via: discoveries.wordpress.com

photo via: smh.com.au

photo via: msnbcmedia4msn.com

photo via: flanc-anticorrida.org

photo via: abcnews.go.com

photo via: Daily Mail

And the most irritating thing is that I have to check all the spam messages because some good comments are automatically going to spam (maybe somebody marked your mail address as spam and your comment is also marked as spam).

Anyway, why do some people  bother with these spam messages? I mean, isn’t it clear for most of net surfers that messages with a dozen of links are obviously bad messages? Who are they trying to fool?

I don’t want to ban IP’s because many of you (like me) have a dynamic IP and that would mean banning other people who could get some good messages.

That dead animal is a Kangaroo. Thank you Susan for the photo.

Are people allowed to hunt lions? Unless they used tranquillizers, I hope the lion killed those hunters!

Let’s see how animals see no gender, color and kind. They’re all about loving each other.

Chinese Crested dog nursing kittens.

Why can’t humans be friends with each other?

Sad!

“Miss chicken, I’m scared. The humans got a mouse trap for me. Can you please help me get rid of it?” said the mouse.

“I’m sorry little fellow, but this is a matter that has nothing to do with me. Deal with it yourself!” said the chicken and went back to digging through dirt.

The mouse felt bad and thought this was the end. Then he saw the pig.

“Mister pig, the humans got a mouse trap in the house. Can you help me get rid of it?”

“I can’t help you with that, my dear mouse. Unless the matter affects me directly, I don’t care. But I can pray for you, if that would help!”, said the pig.

Again, the mouse was disappointed. Then he ran to the cow.

“There’s a trap in the house and I’m scared. Can you help me get rid of it? Please miss Cow!” cried the young mouse.

“Oh dear, I’m sorry to hear that but unless it’s an emergency I can’t do anything about it. I’m sorry, get someone else do it!” said the cow.

And so, the little mouse got back into the house and cried himself to sleep. Then, in the middle of the might there was a noise in the house. The wife thought the mouse got trapped and went to see it for herself. Because the room was dark she didn’t see that in the trap a poisonous snake caught his tail and so the snake bit the peasant’s wife. The husband rushed her to the hospital but all doctors could do was to prescribe her some medicines and sent her back home.

Because she was having fever the peasant went into the hencoop and killed the chicken, to make soup for his sick wife.

 But the wife didn’t lose the fever so her family stopped by to take care of her. Because he had no food, the peasant cut the pig, to feed the family.

Soon after the wife died. Because he had to feed all the people who came at his wife’s funeral, the peasant cut the cow.

The mouse saw all those things and was sad. He said that next time someone asks for your help and you think that has nothing to do with you, you should think twice. You can never know when the wheel of fortune turns around and hits you hard.

Always help a friend!

This post is dedicated to John, a dear friend of mine who lost someone very dear to us all, a couple of days ago!