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No kidding!

I have some very exciting news. Maybe you have noticed that I did not go on a long holiday, what we usually do in July. M tells me we will not go on a holiday this summer because she and P are busy with a new house. We are going to move house! Next winter we will move to a new place, she tells me.

That is exciting as it is, of course. It means I have an new territory to explore, new smells and neighbours and all that. But what is even more exciting: this new house has a big garden. An estate for me to guard! I do not know what it looks like yet, I’ll post some pics as soon as I get there. It must be huge. Maybe there will even be some foxes and rabbits trespassing! I do hope that. I’ll keep you posted!

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Garden adventures

In my last post I wrote about the work I do in the garden: guardening. But that is not the only thing I do out there. You see: we have a very nice garden. It is not a huge estate, but it is big enough to do several fab things. I like to sunbathe on the terrace. And investigate the plants:

Sometimes I bring Chuck out in the garden. Chuck is my prey. He stays indoors most of the time, the poor bastard. I know he is a little afraid to go out, begin a chicken and all that, but I think it is important for him to be in the Great Outdoors now and then. The garden is just what he can handle, so that is fine. I am sure he is grateful to me, for bringing him out into the fresh air.

There is something else I do in the garden, but that is a secret. No one knows, not even M, so please do not tell her. I would like to show it to you, though, because adventures tend to get even more exciting when shared. This is it, my Secret Project:

I am digging a tunnel! To… well, I do not exactly know where to. I guess I’ll find out when I get there.

You see: our garden is a great place to be!

Guardening

We have been out in the garden a lot recently. M has been working with the plants en bushes, making it all look pretty. She likes doing that. My task is to guard our property, so no cat or pigeon will enter it. Nor foxes nor rabbits, although I would like to chase a trespassing fox out of our garden! Alas, there are no smells of foxes or rabbits near our garden, so I guess they avoid us because they know I am here. Pity.

So M is gardening and I am guarding. Which, in a garden like this, is demanding because there are so many sounds and smells  – human and feline – around us. It is guardening!

Sun lover

I so very much love the sun. When ever there is a ray of sunlight in our house I lie down in it. I cherish the warmth on my coat, it makes me so relaxed. I like dozing in the sun for hours. It can’t be hot enough for me – there are only a few times I remember that being in the sun was too hot and I looked for some shade. But that was in high summer and we were travelling in the south.

So I think it is very, very nice that M placed my bed in the garden today, so I could enjoy the warm sunshine in my own cozy soft bed.

Sunbathing

Watching

M and P sometimes look at this luminous device in our living room – M tells me it is called a television. They sit down and watch. I think it is pretty boring to look at. I prefer watching our garden. There are a lot of juicy pigeons in our garden and sometimes even a cat. I just sit and look at them, I study them and think of the best strategies to catch them. It will give me an advantage when I meet them outside. A dog has to be clever.

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On the lookout

I am a guarding dog. Actually, I am a hunting dog, my ancestors were hunting dogs to the ancient Greek nobility. But I can guard too. It is absolutely necessary for any dog to do some guarding, you know. Even Bichons guard when the stakes are high. There are three subjects a dog has to guard: food, home and its human(s). This sounds easy, but it is not. Because, you see, all three of them come in different situations.

Food can be anywhere (luckily!): in your house, the car, the forest, the beach, you name it. Your human moves all the time, so you have to protect her in very different circumstances: at home, on the road, in a shop.  It takes a lot of skill to do this correctly. It can be a bit confusing, too. I for instance always protect M. When we go out, I am on the lookout for her, to see whether there is some danger about. If there is, I have to take measures, like leading her on another, safer path:

On the lookout

She appreciates me doing this. But sometimes she does not and that is the confusing part. When we go on a long walk M takes some food with her and we picnic along the road. This means double guarding duty for me: I have to protect food and my human. When a nasty man approaches us, I show my teeth and he backs off. This happened more than once and M was proud of me. But, and this is the confusing part, she was angry with me when we were in what she calls a bar and I did exactly the same thing to a guy approaching us. I still don’t get it. But maybe I will understand when I am a bit older. I could ask my friend Boet, she told me she has some bar experience.

The third very important subject to guard is home. This is not easy either, because a home can move. Like our home in the holidays. We are in a new spot almost every day and I have to work really hard, protecting it in new surroundings all the time:

Bubbles and bus

It can be very tiring. That is why I prefer guarding our house. It doesn’t move and I have an excellent spot for guarding: my favorite chair on the second floor. From there I have a good view of the front of the house, where most of the action is and where I suspect possible danger will come from (at the back of the house is our garden, only cats and pigeons there – very important, too, don’t get me wrong. But not concerning guarding):

On the lookout 2

I am very successful in guarding our house. Humans walk to our house, they see me and walk on. Easy! Occasionally someone walks to our door and rings the bell. Then M and I go downstairs, she opens the door and I stand right behind her, ready to attack in case the person calling is not friendly. I show my white, sheeny teeth, just to make sure. When required I add a firm, menacing growl (I learned a really convincing one from my German Shepherd friends).

Until now I did not have to bite anyone. Which frankly is a disappointment, because I wonder what nasty people taste like. Pigeon? Sausages? Socks? What do you think?

 

Castle

I feel like I really am on holiday. The guarding of the campervan is easy so far and we are visiting awesome places. For instance, this:

Chaumont

It is a real castle with huge grounds, where we walked. We visited a lot of little gardens too, they have this garden festival in the grounds – there were lots of interesting smells. It was a bit disappointing I wasn’t allowed to run through the gardens, but I am getting used to that. I ran from the campside to the castle and back, with M and P cycling next to me. That was nice.

Oh, the castle is called Chaumont and it is near the Loire river. M told me.