M is very busy. She is talking in this black box a lot and looking at the light emitting thing on her desk all the time. I sleep next to her in her office, so I know. Usually we do a little walk at the end of the day and that is enough for her to slow down, but when she is very busy like this, she needs something extra. Otherwise she can’t sleep because her ‘head is still busy’, she tells me. I know what she is talking about, because me too, I have a busy head. I think about food all the time. Like what it would be like to eat a pigeon or whether pizza with chorizo is better than pizza with cheese (I can’t decide, what do you think?). It is nice to think of things like that, but sometimes it is too much. It makes you can’t live in the moment.
In times like this, we do extra doga. My new hobby, I told you about earlier? Part of doga is meditation. It looks super easy, just relaxing. But it turns out to be very difficult. Because you do not only have to sit still, which I find a real challenge, but you also have to let go of your thoughts. Not really thinking them, but realising ‘hey, this is a thought, how interesting, but I let go now’. And then you get another thought and you do the same, etcetera. I find this very hard, especially with thoughts about pizza.
But M is really determined to do this, so so am I. I will support her in this. So I sit next to her, after some playing and wrestling of course, and we meditate. It looks like this:
We get better at it, every time we do this, I am proud to say. Last night we even did it for two whole minutes!
I am a bit confused. We had hunting training again and I will show you what happened. We went to a spot with meadows and (oh no, not again!) muddy water. Fitch was the first one to do the training. He is a big strong golden retriever – not the kind of whitewashed retriever humans keep as a pet, but a really cool dog from a line especially for hunting. Fitch and his human went on a little hill. When his human spoke the magic word he came running down. If you look carefully, you can see him crashing through the plants:
Then something odd happened. He ran right past our trainer Ilse and plunged into the water!
I was wondering what the *** he was doing there. When he came out…
… he was soaking wet. He ran back to his human to bring the dummy (he found a dummy! In the water!) and got his treat.
Then M told me to walk with her, to the water. Ilse was still standing there, with my dummy. I wanted to collect it from her, but she threw it into the water! Way too far for me to fetch it!
It was impossible to get hold of it. I really tried, but one has to be realistic. If humans ask the impossible, you simply cannot do it. So I discovered some very good looking duck shit and I lost interest in the stupid dummy. Had it been a real duck, I would have gone and fetched it, of course. I know how yummy duck can taste! Dummies, on the other hand, taste of nothing but old cotton.
Anyway, while I was investigating the duck shit, Ilse’s dog was fetching my dummy. The show-off.
There is something weird going on. M and P are usually good to me, but today they give me presents, out of the blue! This is what I just got:
Strange looking thing, but it is for eating. Which I did, after playing with it first, of course:
So now the strange looking thing is gone, but the strangeness of the day remains. Because it was not the first tasty thing I got today – I must have done something really good, although I can’t remember what. Well, it is nice to have me around, of course. I don’t have to do something in particular to deserve a reward, right? That must be it. M and P are just extremely happy they are with me.
We were on the beach again, just now. The little crabs haven’t returned yet, but there is another asset on the beach I would like to tell you about. They are big and white and they fly beautifully, they seem to hover in the air without any effort. I wish I could do that! But, alas, one has to accept one’s limitations, I am learning as I am growing up.
Anyway, these big white birds are great for chasing. They sit and wait for me until I can almost bite their feathers. Then they spread their huge wings and rise majestically into the air. Not one of them, but all of them. It is a wonderful site. They hover above me, never flying away far, and when I turn my back on them they are on the water again. Which means I can turn around and do the same chasing, over and over again. It is a nice game, I really like it.
We just returned from the beach. That is: the big beach, not the little spot where we were the last months. There were a lot of humans with their dogs, telling each other how happy they are that the entire beach is open to dogs again. Well, we are happy too! There is a lot of space for all of us, for running and digging. I hope the little crabs return soon, too.
In between the running and splashing through the water I had time to make a selfie. My first selfie on the beach!