Miffa Chan


Snow & Ski – Andorra GrandValira – Part 2
February 14, 2013, 10:16 am
Filed under: andorra, Goggles, hares, Miffa, ski, snow, Tometaro
Now it’s time for more pictures of beautiful snowed landscapes. 

I was wearing goggles in the past in many of my travels and adventures around the world, but at some point the frame said “enough”. Sometime ago Father Bunny bought me a new ones.

My original ones were SMITH (a well known brand of snow goggles) but know he got me some from LIDL (Crivit Brand)

Anyone there wanna be my stepfather? 

I remind you I inherited 1 million USD from my grandfather and that the money is well kept in a Swiss account.

 Tometaro did not need any clothes,
 “I am a Polar Bear” he said

 I know my grand grand grand ma was a snow hare,
but when the family moved to Hong Kong
we lost our cold proof DNA 
Accidents are likely to happen on snow.
Protection is a must kids!!!
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Rosie: The Belgian Hare
July 21, 2012, 7:28 pm
Filed under: England, Friends, hares, united kingdom

After lunch we went to Rosie’s place. Rosie is a beautiful red haired hare that is living north of London for two years now.


Hares are faster than rabbits and its body is more athletic. Sure they don’t think the same but they are dumber than the average rabbit. So if you don’t have brain, at least you can trust your legs.


Just kidding, but as I am becoming older, the jokes about my round face are pulling my leg harder.


We got to know some of her friends like Norman, a fifteen days old cow that was born in a very complicated birth (his mother died). Norman needs to be feeded four times a day.



The Wool Pack Pub
July 21, 2012, 7:15 pm
Filed under: England, hares, Pubs, united kingdom

 Acqua di Panna for Tometaro and a nice Ale for me.
 Onion Rings in a British Pub
A nice veal steak, very rare for FB

Today we went close to Stoke Mandeville to meet my friend Rosie. She is a red haired Belgian hare who moved from the continent.

Hares are different from bunnies and apart from how they look like, they love to live alone.

Anyways the road from our place to her place was closed so we got lost in a maze of secondary roads and when we were tired and hungry we decided to stop in a nice pub called The Wool Pack.

It was Tometaro first time in a pub and we enjoyed a sunny (not kidding) morning in a small British village.