JennFamousArt Craft Artisan and Storyteller.

e=mc^2 Do you know who said that? It was Einstein, the Genius I am named for. I’m smart, but not quite that smart. I love to learn new things, and enjoy visiting art and history museums. My favorite time of year is February - March, and let me tell you why. In Alaska there is a special race every year to commemorate the heroics of my ancestors. In that time, the most reliable form of transportation (in Alaska) was dog sled. It kept us employed at least! It was hard work, and the dogs on a team didn’t always get along perfectly, but they were mostly treated fair: A place to sleep, good food, and if the Man-employer had a family plenty of love from his older children. One year in the dead of winter there was an outbreak of Diphtheria in Nome Alaska. It was January 22, 1925, when a doctor by the name of Welch sent two radio telegrams, one to alert all major towns in Alaska of the outbreak, and one to the us public health service in Washington, D.C. telling of his urgent need for anti...

Help! Somebody! Anybody! Help! Help! My name is Vinny, and I’m trapped in a house with 3 cats trying to eat me! What’s worse, the people laugh! They’re encouraging the cats! One time I was minding my own business, hiding under the dresser, and I see this huge hand coming at me, it was too fast for me to get away. I closed my eyes with fright! After she took me by my tail and started dangling me, I opened my eyes and found myself hanging right in front of Magick – the all black female cat. Jenn was trying to feed me to her! At other times either Magick or her sister Spike will find me in a corner of the living room, and carry me – in their mouths – all the way through the house to the dining room. They say food belongs in this room and not the other. That’s all I am to these cats! Food! I wouldn’t have survived this long if it were not for cats always playing with their food. They play and I escape. But I can’t seem to get out of the house, and someone always finds me again! I ...

Hi! it's Becky again. Yeah, not everyone's had a chance to speak, but as my daughter Bunny is having some difficulty getting her thoughts together about what she want's to say, we've all talked about it, and decided I could tell a little about her, and she could correct me, and build upon my introduction of her.  Also some of the others may be introduced like this.-- hunh.... - what can I say about Bunny?... she very energetic that is for sure - And musical!! Drums of all things. - it's good she's got energy - maybe even hyper - not sure, I'm just sayin'. - the energy does come in handy for her though 'cause Joe’s – he’s Jenn’s hubby – his drum set is very large in comparison to my Bunny – so she really has to move around and very quickly to be able to hit the high hat and the snare and the toms. It’s all so complicated – she can tell you more about them. Let me just say all that movement reminds me of the energy it takes to move around a group...

Let me introduce myself. My name is Becky. I am a chimpanzee, um, with about 1/4 monkey on my mothers side - that's how I got a tail. My great grandpa was an orphan and wandered into a chimp village  where my great great auntie adopted him. he was very smart for a monkey, and he learned the chimpanzee way of intelligence and lifetime learning pretty early on. - I wanted you to know that so you wouldn't think I was just another dumb monkey, or that I had somehow inherited illiteracy or stupidity from that side of my ancestry. If anything, because of my tail, and my smarts combined  I can jump and swing farther than most monkeys  and climb higher than most chimps.  I use my brainpower to compute velocity and angles, etc. for the jumping and swinging, and my tail helps me balance and reach higher limbs; I like to see the better and more beautiful views.  I'm an artist, and most of my peers haven't seen the views I...

Hi. My name is Sher Con. I am a ferocious tiger. Got that? Ferocious TIGER! I'm not some cuddly kitty. One of my people has a hard time with that. - I give her a small amount of tolerance only because I think she may be slightly crazy. In the jungle when that happens all the other animals tend to give the crazy one a wide berth. My other person gets that I'm ferocious  and could rip you to shreds in a matter of minutes. He has respect for the ferocity of felines, and especially the larger wild cats, and he knows better than to under estimate a tiger. I am Sher Con, King of Tigers! He does not mess with me. From this respect he has shown to me, we have developed a mutual liking of one another, but I shall never understand his choice of mates. - Yep, you guessed it, he chose that crazy human female I mentioned earlier as his mate. Weird! Anyway more about me. Like I said I am King of Tigers. My name Sher C...