The strange times aren’t over yet. My humans are still at home all the time, not going anywhere except when they go out for a walk or to do some running. In which case they always take me with them.
I like that, of course I do. But I do think they overdo it a bit. I mean: they do not just go out for a walk, they go out for a long walk. Not just sometimes, like in the old days, but all of the time. I like long walks, don’t get me wrong. But I also like to do a leisurely stroll sometimes. We do not do that anymore. And something else: it is not one long walk a day for me, because M and P go out separately. And they always take me with them.
As you can imagine, two long walks a day is a bit tiresome. Even for me, a fit and active dog. So I use my time at home wisely: I sleep. I find a spot with some sunshine and close my eyes. I do keep one ear open, always, to make sure I do not miss anything important. The sound of the fridge opening, for instance.
Sometimes, when I am asleep and M or P is calling me to come for yet another walk, I pretend I do not hear them. But then, after some hesitation, I do get up and go out with them. They need me.
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.
The weather is stormy today. We went to the beach and my ears just flew with the wind! Like in this pic – this is an old one of me and some of the Bandidos. I do not have a pic of this morning, the weather was so bad that M did not want to use the camera!
I like it when the weather is rough. It makes me feel very energetic, it is even more fun to run at the beach when the wind is blowing into my ears and fur!
By the way: I do not have pics of our new home yet. M tells me it will take some months before we move, so I won’t be able to check it out for some time. She also tells me we’ll stay in the same city and will walk the same dune-forest and beach. So my hunting grounds won’t change. Nice.
We made an exciting walk today. It was warm and sunny, nice weather for a walk. Although I think any weather is good for a walk, it is just great to be outdoors. We went to the dunes and the beach!
I did some good running and swam to cool down. When we walked back through the dunes we encountered some wildlife! This is me, spotting it:
Okay, it was not really wildlife, but it was roaming free so I considered it wildlife. And a suitable prey.
Unfortunately the feline just stayed there, watching me. That is not supposed to happen. They ought to run, so I can chase them! So when M insisted that I walked on with her, I did. Next time I hope it will run away from me.
I love the beach. We have it very near our house, so we go there almost every day. I love the spaciousness of it, I love sensing the silky sand underneath my feet, how soft it is and yet hard enough to give me a solid grip when I press my feet down to jump really high. I love the fresh water of the ocean to cool me down after some thorough running.
There are a lot of things I love to do on the beach. Like running, playing with other dogs, digging deep holes and fetching ball. When I am lucky there are seagulls for chasing. When I am even more lucky, there are funny little birds I do not know the name of. They are small, like little balls, they have very short legs but they can run so fast one does not see the legs anymore. Of course I am faster. Too bad they can fly.
No matter what the weather is like: the beach is always the best place to go.
I am home again. No more mountains for walking, but the vast beach for running!
I met some new friends and we ran together. I like that!
The holiday was grand, traveling through Europe and hiking in the mountains and vineyards of Italy, Germany and France. I had a great time and so did M and P. But it is good to be back home again. I do like going on holiday and having Adventures abroad. But if I am very honest about holidays: the part I like best is coming back home. And finding that the beach is still here, and all my soft beds and my favorite viewpoint from our house.
What can I say. Woods, little paths, a myriad of smells, little woodland things that tickle between my toes. Bliss!
I slept a little extra for a few days, recovering from my holiday with Nicoline. Holidays with her and her pack are nice, but strenuous like a bootcamp. A bootcamp for a week! So I was tired. But not anymore. I am ready for some running in the woods and on the beach!
We had a nice run, M and I. We did our usual walking track, through the forest and the dunes and the beach and back. But this time we did it as a running training, well, kind of a running training. As I wrote before M does this training that feels more like playing than like a heavy workout. I like that, I always prefer playing above serious stuff. The catch in this method is that it feels like playing but actually it is quite a workout, M tells me. I wouldn’t know about that, it doesn’t feel like a workout to me. It is just fun, hiking through the forest and the dunes. The pace is not running to me, just a slightly quicker walk.
On the beach M sets me loose so I can do some real running. This morning I ran as fast as I could through the water and I raced over the sand. I am the fastest dog on the beach! I love it.
After this we returned home, M running and me trotting next to her. It would be nice if we could run together, but M would have to become zillions times faster than she is now. She has been training for some time and it hasn’t happened, so I guess this is it for her. P is too slow for me too. Now I think of it: I never met a human who is as fast as I am. So I guess I will have to run on my own. Well, that is okay, I don’t mind.