Svetochka is with her boys!

CaptureBoza and I are quiet this morning. We are walking on tiptoes and trying; oh it is hard for boys to be quiet! Svetochka is sleeping and when she comes to the village she sleeps to noon the first day and any other day that I let her sleep that long. Therefore, Bozochka and I are really trying to be quiet and good…

Oh how hard for boys to be good and quiet! 😉

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Boza and I walked already a long time ago and Boza did his doggy stuff and he wanted to go home. He knows mamma is there and wants to stay by her side. This is normal, for he loves Sveta very much. But then again, so do I…

It is always strange when she comes, for Boza and I are so use to a certain pattern and we religiously follow that pattern. It is how I remember to do things that are necessary for my health. When Sveta comes, Boza and I get off pattern. That is okay though, for soon we will garner another pattern to match the time now and then go back to the old pattern when Svetochka is gone…

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Trip to Big Village was rough. The little Niva that Vova has, made it. We had a plowed road, but the Fish Village came and got their blown up bulldozer, with another bulldozer. Thus with a little imagination, you can think about one bulldozer pulling a broken down bulldozer, down a narrow kinda plowed road and as they crashed through the woods, they tore our nice plowed road to pieces…

Thus, it got hairy at times and I have to say the little Niva is tough. But needs a little more height and much better tires. We actually had to plow some areas with the front of the Niva and that was no fun…

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Here is are two Niva’s living outside of Russia. I really like them…

They both have alternate tires, but one has extreme alternate. I like them and it makes me wish to have a Niva also. I drove Vova’s last night and it is a good vehicle. Though I am use to the spacious Volga and I am a big guy, thus the Volga is more comfortable for me. But being able to crawl around in the deep snow means something also…

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I have had a few very interesting e-mails and it looks like I have found a couple of guys who are actually what they are! Guys and real! It is hard on the internet to discern things and like I talked about yesterday, websites are being systematically destroyed, if they do not meet criteria set up by the powers to be. Fake people are a huge part of that system of destruction. I also have people set up intentionally as people, trying to befriend me to nuzzle closer. Therefore, if I seem aloof when you first contact me? I have reason for such standoffish attitude at times…

When you spend daily combating Washington D.C. and her attacks against a site that occasionally talks out, with experience learned over the many years I have been alive, on the troubles in the Wonderland called the U.S. of A. Maybe that is why they attack me, I have been first hand on the front line of our great country killing other countries to savor their resources…

I appreciate pictures from other people, for I take a bunch of images myself and get tired of just looking at my shots of life. I love to see what the world has around it and images are part of sharing that makes the world go around…

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I guess I am done for today. Svetochka is here and I hear here stirring. Boza just, “Ooof ooof” and she heard him He ran under the bed to leave me to get in trouble! Thanks buddy, I will remember that… 🙂

WtR

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Russian_Village

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.