The Curious Incident Of The Lupe In The Night-time

There are a lot of things to catch up on really but I want to share with you the events of Thursday night for no other real reason than personal interest.

( Planes, Trains And Automobiles )

We parted company at 12:40am and I had to be up for an 8:30am check-in the next morning. However, the events of Thursday night warmed me in a way as I met three people that, had this person not jumped in front of a train, I would never have met. It gives me a strange sense of schadenfreude in a sense because as tragic as the incident was, I made the best out of it. I guess life keeps throwing up surprises.

The Curious Incident Of The Lupe In The Night-time

There are a lot of things to catch up on really but I want to share with you the events of Thursday night for no other real reason than personal interest.

( Planes, Trains And Automobiles )

We parted company at 12:40am and I had to be up for an 8:30am check-in the next morning. However, the events of Thursday night warmed me in a way as I met three people that, had this person not jumped in front of a train, I would never have met. It gives me a strange sense of schadenfreude in a sense because as tragic as the incident was, I made the best out of it. I guess life keeps throwing up surprises.

Build A Transvestite Husky

So in Copenhagen, outside the main railway station, there is one of those Build A Bear Workshops. I love these as it is as close as possible to bringing a plushie to life without having to wearing a fursuit. I also found out that they do the Husky plush on the continent, which is something they don't do here so I was determined to go and stuff myself a husky (in fact I built it into our final day of sightseeing).

The last time I built a bear, it was a rabbit and it was in the glamorous town of Watford. My ex-girlfriend allowed me to stuff a pole up a bunny's ass and pump him full of stuffing. I did the same thing with the husky in the shop yesterday, in flagrant disregard to the children who were standing nearby.

After stuffing the husky, I was made to blow on a heart, kiss it and make a secret wish (I'm not telling you what it was :P) before placing it in the husky in order "to bring him to life". Pinky specifically loved this bit. He was then sewn up and I got to make a birth certificate for him. This was really cool although it was a little embarrassing putting 1982 as my year of birth as all the kid related questions made me feel somewhat old. By the by, I printed it out and it's all in Danish, which makes a fantastic souvenir.

I then had to dress my husky and as pink is my favourite colour, I had to dress him in female attire (he is quite obviously male, he looks male). I bought him a sparkly pink top with the words "Princess Pup" on it, some Hello Kitty underwear and a nice pink skirt. I also bought him a pink muir cap. The pants and skirt have little paw holes and a hole for the tail to fit through and it was great fun dressing him. He looks really cute and is sat on my bed, looking at me when I sleep.

I also brought a nice pink collar and lead set, as well as a dog bowl and mat for my pup. Granted, all this cost 480 Danish Kroner (about £57) but it was worth it, I feel as I now have a pet of my own. I don't know what all this says about me but there you go :P


Hello *wagwagwags*


Side view of my Princess Pup


Tail view - Oo-er

Build A Transvestite Husky

So in Copenhagen, outside the main railway station, there is one of those Build A Bear Workshops. I love these as it is as close as possible to bringing a plushie to life without having to wearing a fursuit. I also found out that they do the Husky plush on the continent, which is something they don't do here so I was determined to go and stuff myself a husky (in fact I built it into our final day of sightseeing).

The last time I built a bear, it was a rabbit and it was in the glamorous town of Watford. My ex-girlfriend allowed me to stuff a pole up a bunny's ass and pump him full of stuffing. I did the same thing with the husky in the shop yesterday, in flagrant disregard to the children who were standing nearby.

After stuffing the husky, I was made to blow on a heart, kiss it and make a secret wish (I'm not telling you what it was :P) before placing it in the husky in order "to bring him to life". Pinky specifically loved this bit. He was then sewn up and I got to make a birth certificate for him. This was really cool although it was a little embarrassing putting 1982 as my year of birth as all the kid related questions made me feel somewhat old. By the by, I printed it out and it's all in Danish, which makes a fantastic souvenir.

I then had to dress my husky and as pink is my favourite colour, I had to dress him in female attire (he is quite obviously male, he looks male). I bought him a sparkly pink top with the words "Princess Pup" on it, some Hello Kitty underwear and a nice pink skirt. I also bought him a pink muir cap. The pants and skirt have little paw holes and a hole for the tail to fit through and it was great fun dressing him. He looks really cute and is sat on my bed, looking at me when I sleep.

I also brought a nice pink collar and lead set, as well as a dog bowl and mat for my pup. Granted, all this cost 480 Danish Kroner (about £57) but it was worth it, I feel as I now have a pet of my own. I don't know what all this says about me but there you go :P


Hello *wagwagwags*


Side view of my Princess Pup


Tail view - Oo-er