I have a huge estate to guard. This is our fence:
And this is me, patrolling the fence:
I just want to state that guarding this domain is a big responsibility and I do not take that lightly. I mean: I put a lot of effort in guarding it properly.
So I am not at all amused by humans who walk by and say “doggie” to me, or even worse: sweet or cute little doggie. I want to make it clear, for once and for all, that I am NOT sweet and certainly not cute! Especially when I am guarding our domain. I am a ferocious guarding dog!!!
Humans can be outright stupid sometimes.
My fame is spreading! I am really proud to see they even named a beach club after me. My own club!
Awesome, don’t you think?
I was very pleased to see that they are serving the right stuff, too (the bowl of fresh bubbles with ice & a slice of lemon are out of view, on the floor).
Life is great!
I forgot to tell you: last weekend we went camping and we made some nice walks. Including one walk with my friend Swieb! Actually his real name is Swiebertje, but as a true friend I am allowed to call him Swieb.
Like me, Swieb is an expat. I am from Greece, he came from Spain. As a consequence, he does not like the cold Dutch weather. So his human bought him a sweater!
Yes, you may laugh. I laugh at him a lot when he wears this. He can handle it, he is cool.
Swieb is also very lazy:
And I mean really, really lazy:
But not last weekend, when we went for a walk. We chased through the forest and the sandy dunes, following our noses and enjoying the lovely smells of rabbits, foxes and deer. We had a good time. Alas there are no pictures of us chasing foxes, we were too fast for the camera! But it is true, we did run. You will be amazed how fast Swieb can go on his stubby legs.
Don’t tell him I called his legs stubby. He will not talk to me for at least a year, when he hears that. Must be his male Spanish ego.
I just returned from a weekend camping with M. It was great! We camped in the middle of the woods:
We made some nice long walks, the countryside is awesome:
It is still winter here, you know, and we had all sorts of weather. A cold wind, there was snow and hail and fierce sunshine:
It was kind of cold, but we don’t mind that. Ha! We are tough cookies. And we have a heater in the van. In the evening I slept in the cosy warmth and M ate hot soup made of peas – very Dutch soup, that is:
The next day we made another long walk. We encountered some rather strange animals:
I had a great weekend. I love camping! I hope you had an awesome weekend too.
I am really glad we moved to a house with a large garden, because I discovered I love guardening. You know: guarding a big estate and helping M out in the garden. I can do both at the same time, of course. It is easy!
M is very pleased with my guardening capabilities. I know this, because when I help her she pushes me around a bit, teasing me. Which means she is happy and would like to play with me if she would have time. But she has not, because she is gardening. She is so busy in the garden that sometimes I help her with the hard work. She is really pleased with that, telling me things like ‘now look what you’ve done!’. By which she actually means ‘thank you for digging such a big hole, large enough for me to put this plant in!’
Did I mention that humans can be a bit confusing in their communication? They say one thing and mean something else. For me this is not a problem, I understand them. But we dogs don’t do this, we are very straightforward. I have the impression that if humans would do this too, there would be a lot less problems in the world. Between humans, that is. But that is not my concern, of course. I am busy guardening!
Last night it snowed and this morning we woke up in a whitish world. We just made a nice walk, it was very quiet. The sandy dunes had turned into white hills:
And the dune forest had turned magical:
There even was snow on the beach! I liked it.
It looks like there is more snow coming, it was pretty cloudy. We’ll see. For the next couple of hours I will be in my cosy bed, happily warm inside our house.
Something amazing has happened. I have been painted by a famous artist! Check this out:
We met the artist, his name is Jaap Lemstra, in the dunes on one of our long walks. He introduced himself and asked if he could paint me, because…. well, you will know, it is obvious: because of my good looks, of course!
I am truly happy we met him. The painting is awesome, I really like it. M put it in the best spot in our living room, so everyone who visits us can admire it.