HTTP Status Dogs – Hypertext Transfer Protocol response status codes. And dogs. If you are even a tiny bit familiar with HTTP or dogs, this will put a smile on your face. I’m thinking to use these as default error pages from now on.
Cyprus Mail reports:
DOG owners who walk their pets but don’t clean up after it is an increasing problem within the Nicosia municipality, which has launched an awareness campaign on the issue.
The campaign is titled: ‘Behind each dog we are looking for a responsible citizen not an uncaring owner’.
As part of the effort, municipal workers are visiting parks handing out flyers and plastic bags to people walking their dog.
And this made me so happy I’m not a dog owner:
Not cleaning after a dog can lead to a fine of €1,700 and/or up to 12 months in jail.
On a serious note, they are right of course. I don’t know how bad it is in Nicosia, but I’ve seen plenty of dog owners in Limassol that just walk away from the steaming pile of crap their dog just left in the middle of the street.
My son Maxim has been asking Santa for a gold fish. Among a billion of other things, of course. And while he wasn’t so sure about all those toys, he somehow was certain that Santa will bring him a gold fish this year. For it was an almost done fact. Something like tomorrows sunrise. It’s not here yet, but you know for sure it’s coming.
Neither me, nor my wife Olga know anything about fish. Except that it lives in the water and you can eat it in a variety of ways. But fish as a pet is weird. Still, we decided to go along with it. So, for the New Year’s Santa did bring Maxim a small glass bowl for aquarium with a gold fish in it.
Maxim was overjoyed. I think part of it was due to him expecting the gold fish for Christmas, and not getting it, sort of, downed his hopes a bit. And then he didn’t find the aquarium under the tree for the New Year’s. Santa was afraid that our cat will either eat the fish or knock off the aquarium and spill all the water, so he left the present on the table. And Maxim just didn’t check there. Yeah, I know, modern age kids. Back in our day we’d check everywhere! But I digress.
As I said, Maxim was very excited to have a fish. He wanted to do things with – watch it, feed it, put more water in the aquarium, move the aquarium around, put more stones on the bottom of the aquarium, feed the fish again, and watch it some more.
By the end of the day, I noticed that the water in the aquarium wasn’t as crystal clear as before. And the fish seemed to be swearing at us all. At least it looked that way. Now of course I think that the fish was trying to breath with its mouth. Anyway. Dirty water. So I changed it – spilled half of it out and put some new water in. The fish looked better. But not for long. The next day I felt like I need to change the water again. And again. And again.
Then it hit me – the Internet! I had to read at least something about the fish. Since I didn’t know which brand, model, class, or type this fish was, I just read a bit about gold fishes. And even that little that I read made me worried. Here is a list of things (I don’t dare call them facts yet) that I read:
- Aquarium gold fish don’t exists in natural habitat. They were created by humans for humans. And while some of them are beautiful, they are very fragile. One small mistake and the fish is dead. One big mistake and the whole aquarium is cursed.
- Aquarium fish is very sensitive to water. Preparing and maintaining the right water is almost as hard as sending human to Mars. Maybe not that expensive though. Aquarium has to be prepared with water before the fish goes in. Once the fish is in, it’ll take a couple of days for it to settle and adjust the water for itself. And then that’s what you’ll need to maintain.
- Gold fish needs a lot of space. Suggestions varied between a 10 liters and 20 liters of aquarium space per each fish. Our fish bowl was under 2 liters.
- Gold fish are a common present for office competitions, birthdays, and other holidays. But because most people don’t know how to take care of the fish, the fish usually survives only for 3-4 days. Oops!
Well, at least we tried. With water changing and everything. But that didn’t help. Today morning I woke up to a dead fish. Bob-the-fish was its name. And it survived in our custody from December 31st, 2010 to January 5th, 2011. That’s almost a week. And somewhat longer than the average for a gold fish present. Not even long enough for me to make a photograph of it. Sad.
Today we’ll probably have a family meeting to decide if we want to try again. And as much as I am for having pets in homes where children grow up, I am against torture and animal cruelty. If we are to try, we’ll need better preparations this time. We’ll need to learn something. And we’ll need to get a bigger aquarium. That’s for sure.
I’ve seen a whole lot of “pet mods” – dressing, trimming, and coloring of pets by their disrespectful owners. Pretty much always those experiments turn out bad, and if pets could speak or understand the humiliation that were put through, I’m sure they would eat their owners alive. Or something horrible like that. Tiger dog – is the first mod that I can remember ever that actually looks pretty cool. Daily Mail reports on Chinese company that runs the business.
We’ve setup our Christmas decorations today.Â This a bit later than we usually do it, but still much earlier than I feel we should do it.Â Anyway.Â Now everything is sparkling yellow, solid green, and blinking colors.Â It looks nice and fresh, but there is definitely a need to switch some of the lights off at least once in a while…
Maxim and Cappa are overexcited about this whole Chritmas thing.Â Cappa tries to climb up the tree and bangs on all the toys.Â Maxim helps her to hit those chocolate balls in hope that they will fall off and he will be allowed to unwrap and eat them all.Â Or spread them all over the walls and furniture in the most unaesthetic manner…
The Christmas is coming.
My all time favourite dog of all times has been killed by a car. :( These are really really sad news. Lucky was a truly adorable dog. Noone who saw him could stay away. Everyone wanted to pet him and play with him. He was very kind, fun, and full of life. I am really going to miss him…
My condolences to Martin, who I know feels totally screwed now.