You have not heard from me for a long time, because I have been very busy guarding our estate. It is a big job!
We also went on a holiday. Next time I will share some pics with you. It was awesone.
As you know I am a Ferocious Guarding Dog. A guarding dog needs some assets, in order to get the job done. One of them is a solid set of shiny teeth. And a deep, loud bark. I’ve got both, of course. Another asset is a good spot to do the guarding from. In our old home I had an excellent place for guarding. From there I could overlook the entire territory:
Our new home is different. We do not have a top floor anymore, so there is no high position to guard from. But we do have a huge front yard, so there is more space for me to guard from. There I found a great spot for guarding:
A guarding hole! Excellent.
We finally moved to our new home. It was quite an exciting time, a lot of amazing things happened. That is why you have not heard from me for a while. I was very busy.
I was busy inspecting the work. There were a lot of different humans coming to our new home, doing all sorts of things:
I was also busy inspecting my beds. You know: whether they were placed properly. They have to be in exactly the right spot, with enough sunlight, no draft and a good view so I can do some guarding, even when I rest.
I am glad to inform you we are all settled now. My beds are in the right places, my toys and chewy bones and food made it to the new house, too. I am quite content.
As I told you in earlier posts, we are going to move house. The house is not finished yet, but M tells me we are moving soon. I am looking forward to it! It has a big garden for me to guard. I can’t wait to chase all the squirrels, rabbits and foxes out of it. There are some juicy cats living in the neighborhood, too. It will be fun!
We are at the new place almost every weekend. M and P work in the garden and I investigate the place. I am busy leaving my marks. Verbally, by barking really loud at humans and animals walking by. Hey, everyone should know we are going to live here! It will be my task to keep intruders out. It is important that everybody knows they will encounter a ferocious guarding dog if they step over the fence:
I am also leaving my marks in a visual kind of way. One can never be too shy on these matters, you know. It is very important to show this space is occupied, by a huge dog (with big feet).
Last weekend we were at our new house again. M and P worked in the garden and I guarded the place. After a while I felt I had to retreat indoors, to do some guarding there. I also thought this was a good idea because it was kind of cold outside.
However, inside it turned to be cold too. The heating does not work! I do hope it will be fixed before we move, because…. well, I am from Greece, you know. I am equipped for a warm climate. Not the wet cold Dutch weather.
Happily M knew a solution to this. She saw me shivering, took her coat and wrapped me in it! I usually do not approve of clothing for dogs, but when it is very cold it has its benefits. I was glad to have her coat on. Sweet of her to do this, too.
This is a time full of surprises. We are in the new garden a lot and it turns out M loves sticks just as much as I do! I never knew that…
She digs and saws and hacks and pulls at shrubs and little trees.
We play with the sticks and then she does the most wonderful thing: she piles them up very high! It is like a wall, made of sticks.
That is nice! It means I will have an endless collection of sticks to play with when ever I feel like it. Awesome.
M did the strangest thing…. we were out in our garden, as we often are. Then M is tending the plants and I am sniffing for cats. But this time M took her gardening tools and began to dig. Not just dig up one plant, like she sometimes does, but ALL the plants!
She did not stop until all the plants were out of our garden and in big boxes.
I find this amazing. I mean: I like digging, but I am not allowed to dig in our garden. Of course this does not mean I never dig – I have some secret projects in the garden M doesn’t know of. But anyway, I thought digging was prohibited. Until now, apparently!
M drove away with all the plants and returned with…. other plants! She put them in our garden, which is now looking like this:
She told me I am not allowed to dig in this bed, nor in any other part of the garden. That is not fair! Why would she go on digging when ever she feels like it, and forbid me to do the same? I do not understand it, either. The plants she put in our garden smell different, they smell like our new garden. I can sense foxes and rabbits and cats – the cats of our neighbors there. Why did M move the plants? It greatly puzzles me.