Showing posts with label Animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Animals. Show all posts

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Baaaaad day for the sheep!

Sheep being taken to be sold (for Bakri Eid)





Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Sacrificial Lamb


Muslim's celebrated "Bakri Eid". This sheep was killed on the morning of Eid (just as Abraham killed a lamb instead of his son thus obeying God's word)

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Monday, July 12, 2010

Monkey business


The monkey on the toy train

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Ol' brown eyes!


(The Blue Monkey at the Kuwait Zoo)
Beautiful, beautiful brown eyes; I'll never love blue eyes no moreeeeeeeeee!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

India's national bird



The male is called a peacock, the female a peahen. The male peacock flares out its feathers when it is trying to get the female's attention. They are omnivorous and eat ticks, termites, ants, locusts, mice, plant parts, flower petals, seed heads, scorpions and other arthropods, reptiles, and amphibians.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peacock

My long lost brother



It was a sentimental reunion!

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Chicken & Duck






The Chicken seller was delighted when I requested he pose for the pic. I also saw a lonely duck among the chickens.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Kitty, kitty coming


Master of all I survey! Kuwait is filled with cats. You will rarely, if never, see a dog, but you will always see a few stray cats checking you out.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Tiny black dots


Look! Look! Those tiny black dots are actually sheep.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

3 horses




There were 3 horses in the Chalet. We couldn't ride them and were too afraid to pet them. The white one, the caretaker told us, is quite crazy. Yet, he looked saner than my ex-boss. (That's another blog post in itself!)


When I aimed to click this pic, he stomped his feet, swished his tail at a frantic pace, and flared his nostrils (in this instance, the horse, not the ex-boss. The similarities, though, were astounding!). Quite rude of him to show me his behind. Obviously I'm not his type! Methinks he needs a training course on how to treat a dishy lady (if I say so myself!) with a camera!