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Festivities

Today is a special day in Holland: it is King’s Day! This means there are a lot of festivities, especially markets. This morning M and P and I went to the traditional plants market in the centre of our town. There were a lot of, well, plants. And humans and smells. It was interesting. M dressed me up with a little orange collar, because orange is the colour of King’s Day. I don’t like be dressed up, but I guess this is okay. It is just a collar, not a sweater or something silly like that.

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We went there by cargobike and I ran next to it most of the time! It was exciting and exhausting. When we came home I wanted to rest in my favorite snooze chair. But I was a bit distressed to see that my street had turned into some kind of parking lot. On the grass where I normally sniff and run and play suddenly a lot of cars had appeared!

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M tells me there are loads of humans visiting our neighbourhood because of the market held here. Not the plant market, that is in the town centre, but a market where humans sell the things they do not need anymore, for cheap. So other humans can buy these things, things they probably do not need either but that is not the point, M tells me. It is something called bargain hunting and humans like that. Humans do puzzle me. Where is the fun in hunting for stuff you do not need? If they would hunt rabbits or foxes I would understand. But stuff?
Anyway, M tells me this market will be over by the end of the day and all the cars will be gone. Good. I need that grass tonight, for my toilet.

Fox alert!

I like chasing birds and cats and little dogs, but most of all I like to chase foxes. I did it once. We were walking through a field and there it was, a slender fox, right in front of me. In cases like this I do not hesitate: I was off full speed immediately. The fox saw me too (they are not stupid, you know) and started to run towards some bushes. In order to get there, it had to cross the path where we were walking. I sensed where it was going and I raced towards the bushes too, intercepting the fox on his way there. I missed him by half a nose length – he escaped in the prickly bushes. Men, he was fast!

It was the best chase I ever had.

I would love to get another chance of hunting fox. So you can imagine I was thrilled when we were walking in the dunes and there it was, a big fat fox. Just sitting there, in the sunlight.

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I smelled it and my muscles started to tense. It was pretty far away and there was a hollow with some prickly bushes between us, so I had to think up a clever plan in order to make this hunt succeed. Then the fox did this:

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He arched his back to shit! This was a great opportunity for me, the moment to start the chase. You see: when one defecates, one is temporarily focussed on just that. One can not run and defecate at the same time. Every dog knows this. This was my chance to get close to the fox, he would never be able to outrun me.

But to my great misfortune M had me on a leash and would not let me go. I couldn’t believe she did not let me, I still can’t believe it. This could have been my one and only chance to chase a fox again! I am depressed, really depressed.

Peculiar fashion item

We are home again! The holiday was awesome, but I am glad to be in my own house again. Happily everything looks all right here, Boss did a good job guarding my place. Thank you, Boss!

I am happy to be home again, but I am a bit upset too. Because as soon as we arrived in Holland, M drove me to the doctor and they dressed me up in a most peculiar fashion item.

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M tells me I have to wear this because of my most recent adventure. On one of our last days in Austria we were hiking in a place with lots of mountain cats. They are big and fat and they make a fantastic noise when they see you approaching. They are great for chasing and there were lots of them! I could not resist the temptation, of course (why should I? Temptations are not meant to resist) so I ran after them. There was one particularly big one waiting for me:

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I did not like his look, so I chased him – hard. However he ran into a hole, the coward. I am too big for these holes, so I had to give up chasing. Then, when I returned to M and P, I got attacked by some invisible defence mechanism! I was taken by surprise, I must admit. These mountain cats must be more clever than they look, if they can make that kind of equipment.

I jumped and managed to get rid of this mechanism, but I did hurt my leg. And that is why I have to wear this odd looking item now, M tells me. When my leg is healed, they will take it off. I hope it will heal soon. I feel a bit awkward with this thing around my head.

Four day hike

We just returned from a great Adventure. We hiked for four days in the hills of (M tells me) Germany! It was awesome. There were lots of pretty paths.

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M and P were happy and so was I. I ran over the hills.

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We walked through fields…

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And forests….

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And more fields….

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There was a field that was extremely smelly – it was full of shit! Manure, M tells me it is called. I crashed trough it. Great!

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We visited nice little towns, too. There we took small breaks. It is important to rest after and during activities, you know.

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We slept in places like this:

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Pretty, hey? I slept next to P. Cosy.

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It wasn’t all easy, though. I had to do a lot of guarding, scanning the surroundings to make sure we were safe:

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We encountered some wildlife. I chased a lot of mice, a fox and a hare. I could have caught them easily, of course. But in the end I let them all escape, because I was in a peaceful mood. I just liked to chase them.

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We encountered some strange animals, too. I found them quite disturbing because they did not behave like they should – they came to me, instead of running from me. I wasn’t too sure what to think of them. Happily there was a solid fence that protected us from these beasts.

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M tells me we walked 65 kilometers, but I don’t know what that means. I can tell we walked all day and my muscles got even stronger. Good. It was fun!

Now I need to sleep. Goodnight!

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Tracking

We started a new training and it is awesome. I am learning to become a tracker! As I wrote before, hunting training did not turn out the way we expected. M wanted me to bring back dummies, but I did not see why I should. Had it been real ducks or partridges it would be different, those I would have brought to her (after eating the juicy bits).

So M, insisting to do some training together, went in search of something else and found this! Last week we had our first Official Training. We met in a forest near a lake, it is a place I do not know. It has lots of interesting smells! But there was one smell I had to focus on: that of the woman that was the missing person.  She hid herself and I tracked her. Simple! My nose is exceptional, so I did not find this difficult. There was only one spot where the training was hard, because there was a dead duck lying in the grass. After investigating the duck, I was back on track and found our missing woman. Then she hid herself again. Okay, that is a bit silly, because she is not really missing or lost, she is just pretending. M says that if I get really good at it, I could locate real missing persons. Like for instance when my boy friend gets lost, I can find him and bring him back home! That would be totally cool.

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This is a picture of our training. The missing woman took the picture, as you can see I was very near. M and the trainer are walking behind me, M is holding a very long leash so she won’t lose me. Because, you know, if that should happen I do not only have to find the missing person, but M and the trainer too! That is for advanced students. I guess in a training or two I will be ready for that.

Happy new year!

Humans do a lot of silly things. They have these festive days – not all about it is bad, because apparently festivities come with a lot of food. And presents, too! The white stuff I got as a Christmas gift did not last long, but I had a lot of fun with it, so that is okay.

Anyway, I was writing about the silly things humans do. Like today: they celebrate New Years Eve. In Holland they have a peculiar way of celebrating this. On our beach a huge pile of wood is made. It is enormous (look at the tiny humans on top of it!) :

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Tonight they will set it on fire and it will be seen for miles around. That is not all: they will make a lot of noise, too. The humans in Holland, I mean. Everyone can buy fireworks here (M told me this is different in other countries) and this is the stuff that is so noisy. It sounds like the hunt has begun, the hunt for something big and terrible.

Some dogs are terrified of these noises, but I am not. Hey, I am a cool dog! When they start making noise tonight, I will dive deep in my snoozebag, close my eyes shut and dream of something nice. Like hunting antelope in Arabia, like my predecessors, or eating sausages.

I think it is an odd thing to celebrate the start of a new year. Because, you know, every day is a new day, every day smells different. So when I go out tomorrow I will sniff the day, like I always do, and look forward to the adventures this new day will bring. But I will be polite to my human readers and wish them a happy new year, according to their custom. And to my canine readers: I wish you plenty of yummy food this evening, a good long sleep and fresh energy for all the adventures that the new day will bring!

 

Misty morning

I am sure it is a Sunday today, usually a day when I have to make a lot of effort to wake M or P and have them go out with me. But not today! M woke me when it was still dark. I did not feel like getting up, I had such a nice dream about ducks when she woke me. Besides, I really like my new snoozebag.  It is warm, while outside it was very cold this morning.

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But M insisted, so I got up and we walked and had breakfast. Then we went into our campervan and drove to a place that is a bit familiar to me. We had hunting training there before, but I thought we had stopped this training, because our trainer Ilse resigned.

It turned out we went to a new school! There were a lot of other dogs I don’t know, and people too. It was all very thrilling, but it was a big disappointment to me to discover this school also trains with stupid dummies. I told you before about them: they are made of cotton and filled with sand. They do not resemble the wild ducks or rabbits I am designed for to hunt. Not in a million smells!

So I decided not to fetch them. I want to work with the real stuff. The other dogs did fetch them, but hey, they were labradors and retrievers. I think M was a bit disappointed in me, although I did the obedience part very well. Like sitting when she asked, and staying and running to her when she called me, past the other dogs. I even ran past a labrador-beagle mix I really would have liked to measure forces with. But I did not, so M was proud of me. And we did enjoy the countryside, the weather was fine:

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I don’t think we will go to this training again, because I did not fetch the dummies. I hope M will find a school where we train with real prey! That would be swell. We are home again, now, so I will sleep the rest of the afternoon and dream about hunting ducks and rabbits.

Confused

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:

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Then something odd happened. He ran right past our trainer Ilse and plunged into the water!

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I was wondering what the *** he was doing there. When he came out…

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… 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.

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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!

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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.Hunting training 1

 

 

 

Seagulls

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.

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Muddy waters

Hurray, yesterday we had hunting training again! Our trainer, Ilse, has recovered from her horse riding accident (extremely dangerous animals, horses! Have you seen their teeth? Horrendous!). So we gathered in the morning in some nice spot with meadows and little woods.

We did all kind of fun stuff. We collected dummies, ran back and forth, walked heel through a meadow. There is only one part of the training I do not like. I do not understand it, either. But I appear to be the only one, the rest of our pack knows what to do. This is it:

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We wait on one side of this ditch. Ilse is on the other side, with a dummy – still not a real duck, alas. She throws the dummy, we are supposed to get into the water, get to the other side, climb out of it, fetch the dummy, get into the water again and swim back to our human.

I don’t object to water, I like the sea and little mountain streams. But this water is different. It is tricky. It is dark and black and I can’t see the bottom. It feels slippery between my toes. There are things growing in it, tall grassy things. It is not clear where there is room to get on the other side, because all these grassy things are growing on the shore. Most important of it, it is only a ditch. I can run around it in a split second, fetch the dummy and run back, without my feet getting wet. But that is not allowed, strangely enough.

So: I do not understand this part of our training. I have to get this right, though, because I really would like to get to the next level. The level where we are allowed to work with real ducks. So I pay a lot of attention how the other dogs do it:

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Maybe I will get it, one day.