Monday, 18 November 2019

Dark Matter and liver-based treats


Bertie Boffin here!

Of course, all my readers will be familiar with one of the great conundrums of modern physics, namely that 85% of the mass of the universe is made up of something the scientists call Dark Matter, but despite lots of very sophisticated and sensitive experiments, no-one has yet managed to detect a single particle of this elusive substance.

Well, on Sunday morning, while Gail was showering, I read a very interesting article on the topic in her New Scientist magazine.
 

It seems all sorts of weird and wonderful explanations for mystery of the missing Dark Matter have been proposed. Maybe the Dark Matter particles interact with the stuff we can see, but more weakly than hitherto thought? (An example of a 'strong interaction' would be when I meet the woman in the park with liver-based treats in her pocket.) Maybe there is a whole 'hidden sector" of material never yet detected? (Like there is a hidden sector of our house where Gail keeps my personal supply of liver-based treats.) Maybe gravity as experienced here on Earth behaves differently in other parts of the galaxy? (In the way that I behave differently in places where liver-based treats are plentiful.) Maybe the physicists' model of what happened in the first fraction of a second in the history of the universe is somehow faulty? (Surely not!)

Well I am delighted to reveal that later that same day while walking near the summit of Scolty Hill, quite by chance I came across an abundance of Dark Matter...

...I even collected some of it in my furs as evidence...

So where is my Nobel Prize for Physics?


Or at least my liver-based treat?

Friday, 15 November 2019

Time and tide...


Someone promised me a romp on Aberdeen City Beach earlier this week.

If only Someone had checked the tide timetable...

Happy Nature Friday friends!  I'll leave you with some words from a great American. 

“Just like moons and suns,
With certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.”

Maya Angelou



Do hop along to visit all the other blogs taking part in Arty, Jakey and Rosy's weekly celebration of all things natural. 

Tuesday, 12 November 2019

Foxtrot Alpha?

Does size matter? Or age?

It is well known that us dogs, as a species, come in all shapes and sizes.

As I walked into the park on Sunday morning, I spotted a pretty Rottweiler with a pink collar. A newcomer. Unlike her companion, a notably relaxed German shepherd whom we see quite often, this pup was kept on a lead. I bounced over to say hello. She smelled nice. Better than nice in fact.

Their accompanying human (a genial-faced chap Gail would like to know better but their small talk has never before got further than "nice day" and "handsome dog") explained that the Rottie belongs to his son, and she is eight months old and having her first 'season'.

Just as I was evaluating in my mind the practicalities of attempting to mount this large and attractively feisty lass, Gail clamped on my lead and forcibly dragged me out of lunging range, saying, "I'd better make sure my intact male dog stays well clear of her then!"

Then Gail rudely added that this particular bitch was too big and too young for me anyway.

But surely such tedious rules are not applicable to the older alpha male (human or canine)...
John and Sally Bercow - courtesy of Daily Mail 

Once out of sniffing range, my distracted mind turned to wondering what a Rottweiler x Wire-Haired Fox Terrier puppy might look like anyway. Would the cross-breed have special name? A Wiry-Weiler perhaps? No, even better, a Foxtrot!

Sadly, as it seems I won't be getting the opportunity to conduct this particular experiment myself any time soon, I resorted to searching for 'Rottweiler/Fox Terrier mix' on the internet, and found these two pups.


Aren't they just adorable?



Sunday, 10 November 2019

It's a tough life...

... being always on duty to ensure one's human rouses herself from the sofa and stops reading the newspapers and obsessing about the woes of the world.

But some dog's gotta step up to the plate.

Let's go out! After all, we have a beautiful country to explore.
Liathach
Loch Torridon
The Coulin estate
In Duthie Park
Loch Torridon again
Glen Tanar
Upper Deeside
Glen Muick

All feeing better now?