Ok where should I start!
I meant to post this blog MUCH SOONER but we experienced some servers and websites problems in the past weeks so it was kind of complicated… Hopefully, this is all behind us and I can be back on a more regular blogging for you guys…
So at the end of June/beginning of July, I was in Budapest in Hungary to film my first hardcore lesbian scenes with the well known production company Dorcel. I got to say that it’s never something I really planned from the beginning of my career but when the occasion arrived in front of me, it was hard to refuse it. I’ve been wanting a life of travel and adventure for a while now and I thought it would be a good start. At the beginning of my adult career, I used to travel a lot more and attend all the different adult conventions and party all around the globe but since I started working on Rebels Own the Net and taking care of my amazing RebelGirls… Well let’s just say that I have tremendously reduced my traveling schedule.
It was fun to be shipped all across the ocean, in a country I had never seen before to go fuck some of the most gorgeous girls of this world. Many times, I told myself how weird it is to actually be paid to do such fun job. I would almost do it for free to be honest but everybody got to eat right? ahahah
One of the first thing I noticed when I got out of the airport is how minimal the security is! … I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining but I barely had any security checks from the time I got out of the plane and the time I got out of the airport. You have to understand that I’m used to the Canadian and American customs that are quit crazy so it just felt weird to be able to enter a country that easy. There was a guy who was suppose to come pick me up but I had no idea what he looked like and where was he suppose to come get me. For a few minutes before he arrived (because he ended up being late) my heart was pounding in my chest and I wondered what the hell was I going to do ahah… I didnt know how to pronounce the address of my hotel and I had no idea where it was… Lucky for me, at one point I saw a sign with my name on it and went for it. The guy was nice, apologized to be late and told me we had to go get a few other girls at the train station.
I was in the back of his car, looking at the nice scenery that Budapest offered me… I loved every seconds. I was enjoying the nice breeze in the back of the car and looked at the gorgeous architecture in front of my eyes. This is one of the things that enjoy the most of European cities, every streets and every buildings has a deep history and you can really feel it. Of course there is this type of old buildings in Montreal too but it’s really not the same. Most of Montreal have fairly new buildings and even our oldest here is not even comparable to what we can see in Europe. I felt like I was transported on another planet, discovering Budapest for the first time from the back of the taxi was an awesome experience.
Ok so here is it… Many of you have already heard the news via twitter and facebook, Spunky is extremely sick, possibly dying. The whole thing started even before I went to Budapest but we just thought it was not something serious because he have been known in the past to be difficult with his food. Basically, it has been 2 weeks now that we need to force feed him because he has no appetite. The vet confirmed us that he was anemic and we can clearly see it by looking at the color of his gums and tongue. His red blood cells are low in his body and it doesn’t seem to be regenerating…
We’ve been doing a bunch of tests but up to date nothing have been 100% set on what’s happening with Spunky. Although we know that it’s not a virus or a blood cancer, we still don’t have a specific answer on what’s happening with him. The vet. thinks that me might have a tumor or some internal bleeding. What keeps our hopes up is the fact that Spunky doesn’t seem sad or in pain at all. He still ask to play with his balls and enjoy taking walks outside but he’s much slower than usual and cant do as much exercise as he used to. I carry him, up and down the stairs, for each of his walks.