The Earth moves for Asta...

OH MY GOODNESS YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I WAS TO RECEIVE THIS EMAIL FROM ASTA A FEW DAYS AGO!



Asta

Of course you know my friend Asta, formerly of New York, now of Boo-da-Pest, Hungary? Asta the dearest, sweetest wiry pup that ever lived.
It was her that sent me the lovely 'Welcome baby Bertie' card you can see displayed on the right hand side of my blog.

So I've known Asta my whole life but I must now make a serious confession.

All this time I have been underestimating her. And so, to be honest, has Gail.

You see, whilst we have always been in awe of Asta and her Mommi's amazing creative and artistic talents, as well as her adorable personality and her stunning fashion sense, heretofore we had not realised that Asta also is a scientist of potentially Nobel Prize winning genius.

Yes really!

As we all know, the world's top human geophysicists have spent years and years and millions and millions of pounds and have failed to come up with any sort of reliable system for predicting earthquakes.




And then we have this from Asta:

"Hewo Bewtie

....A few nights ago, we wewe all sitting on the big bed watching a film when Mommi noticed that I stawted panting fow no weason.  She gwabbed me to cuddle and calm me.  Two minutes latew, the whole bed stawted shaking (too bad we didn't have sum mawtini in the shakew). And the small bookcase next to the bed was wattling too.  Mommi and Daddi looked at each othew and said WTF.  Is that an eawfquake???  Sheeesh, we'we not living in LA anymowe.  This isn't sposed to happen hewe.  It didn't last long, but Mommi shook fow a while longew, but as soon as it was ovew, I cuwled up and snept like a log...no panting, no anything...I did twy to tell them, but as yoo know hoomans awe not vewy clevew that way..we of couwse know evewything. I can tell when Daddi gets in the elevatow in the lobby and is about to cum up to the fouf floow....

Love you vewy much
Asta."

Isn't this just the most amazing thing you have ever read?

I feel quite humbled. In fact I doubt now that I even deserve to be considered Blogville's foremost Boffin...

Perhaps Asta and I should be swapping roles?

Oh. Gail is reminding me that my ongoing objection to wearing clothes might be a problem should I take on the mantle of 'fashionista'. That and the lack of doggie boutiques in Aberdeen. And then, neither Gail nor I is artistically gifted in any way.

Better stick with the day job after all.

Click here  if you want to read more about the 22 April Budapest quake.

Or perhaps you'd rather just see another picture of the world's cutest seismologist.