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A solo kilometros de Ushuaia, la ciudad mas austral del mundo, te esperan miles de hectareas de bosques de lengas centenarios, turberas, lagos, lagunas, rios y arroyos, lugares por donde ningun ser humano ha pasado antes. Te encontraras con uno de los ultimos territorios virgenes del planeta.
Hola, espero visitar ese lugar algun dia, se ve hermoso y conocer al legendario gato, buneo cuando pueda visito el lugar, adios!
Meggs the cat used to sleep on the bed with us at least until one of us had the nerve, the cheek, the blatant ecienntdirasoness, to roll over or shift a bit. He would jump up, twitch his tail emanating disbelief and disgust and drop onto the carpet on the floor.At around sunrise he would decide he wanted out so he would walk to the bedroom door that went to the outside and softly meow.If no one instantly jumped up and opened the door for him he would loudly meow.Same sort of escalation as described by Mercurius in #2.Clawing the curtains came next followed by jumping on the bed and licking the face of my wife to wake her up, sometimes he was a gentleman.She is a sound sleeper so the penultimate step was to walk on the clock radio thus pressing the buttons and emitting a screech of sound that usually, but not always, woke my wife up.She is a sound sleeper.The final step, guaranteed to be successful, was to jump back on the bed and bite my wife on the nose with just enough force to wake her up, at the same time he jumped down to the door waiting for his exit and avoiding the flailing arms.How do I know all this?I was sometimes awake but feigning sleep, I didn’t want to attract his attention.
Once I received a call offering me a decent sum to turn for a pianist for a chamber music concert. I was pleased to finally get paid for something I’d been doing pro bono for years. I got there early and met with the pianist. He seemed high-strung but some people are before a concert. I clarified repeat issues with him and he assured me he was a clear nodder.The concert began and I soon saw why he was so high-strung; his mediocre technique and limited musicality made him a bad choice to play the well-known Beethoven and Brahms trios he was tackling (almost literally, football player style). We got towards the end of the first page and he did not nod. I figured, Maybe he likes memorize the beginning of the next page and have late turns. Nope as we reached the last two beats he abruptly turned his heard toward me and, in a low, gruff voice barked, Turn! This disagreeable ritual was repeated for most of the performance. I thought it might have been less disruptive for him and the audience to nod as he said. No such luck. I made it through and didn’t mess it up, but he really unnerved me and I dare say I was very deserving of my pay that evening.
tengo un traumacuando veo dibujos de gatos empiezo a escribir y a hacer boludecescomo esto mismonunka falla :Ono ?XD jajasaluditoss niggay ke lindoss los ultimoss dibujoss :Dme copo la tortugayo tengo 2creo ke una esta muerta, o hibernando no setiene olor a muertoestara muerta ?graciass por psarr servidorr de cuoca cuola :Dnus vemossniiqito (Esculapioo, piko dulcee y cielo razzo !! :D)
fijate que por aquà hay un comentarista deportivo que es suramericano ( no le reconozco el acento si es argentino, pero me suena) que comentó lo de la Copa Davis diciendo que España engañó a Argentina, haciéndoles creer que Nadal jugarÃa y que prepararon las canchas pensando en el juego de Nadal…y que al final no jugó y que los españoles ya sabÃan desde antes que estaba lesionado y no iba a jugar. Será?en fin, la próxima, no?
Yo no he visto el partido, tampoco tengo interés la verdad, y no siento ninguna especie de orgullo patriótico porque ganara españa… pero por aqui se ha comentado mucho el mal comportamiento de los fans argentinos, vi un par de escenas en las noticias y recordaba mas a el público de un partido de futbol que a la seriedad caracterÃstica de los partidos de tenis.
Muy buena reflexión Monikk, como siempre te felicito. Soy uno de los que critican pero al menos reconozco el gran esfuerzo de llegar adonde llegaron.
Este cantito es para todos los argentinos:”Vamos, vamos Argentina, vamos, vamos a perder, que vinieron los gallegos, se la tienen, se la tienen que comer”