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.
We just returned from the beach. That is: the big beach, not the little spot where we were the last months. There were a lot of humans with their dogs, telling each other how happy they are that the entire beach is open to dogs again. Well, we are happy too! There is a lot of space for all of us, for running and digging. I hope the little crabs return soon, too.
In between the running and splashing through the water I had time to make a selfie. My first selfie on the beach!
I am very relieved. Yesterday Cesar Millan’s show was in Amsterdam and we did not go. Mr. Millan must have told M the show was booked, as I asked him! Thank you, mr. Millan! I will be forever grateful. Because now we went to do fun things this weekend.
We went to a campsite in the woods, with our campervan, and stayed the night. It was very nice: quiet and sunny and with lots of interesting smells. Just outside the terrain the ground was all messed up, burrowed by something that smelled like wild boar. It was mouth watering!
We took some long walks and, the best part of it, P threw balls for me. He threw very far, so I had to run very fast. This is us, playing:
All my friends are dogs, with one exception. I find it hard to call a human a friend, because humans are a very different category. We don’t understand each other all the time and I believe friends should (okay, maybe I am a romantic kind of dog).
Anyway, there is one human who is my true friend. His name is Mats and this is him:
Mats looks a lot like me: he is skinny and bouncy and very energetic too! He wants to play with me all the time, he throws balls and we run together, very fast. We even play my favorite shoe game: he shuffles his feet and I jump around and nibble on his shoes, loosening his laces. I like him very much.
Today I’d like you to meet Kiesja, the labradoodle I wrote about earlier. It turns out she is not just an ordinary labradoodle: she is a Australian labradoodle, also known as the Australian Cobber Dog. Sorry I got that wrong, Kiesja!
I just read the brand specifications and it turns out that Kiesja is very friendly, active and social. Well, I already knew that and by the way, most dogs are. The brand is also designed to be good as a therapy dog and Kiesja told me she is in training to be one! That is exciting. She will visit elderly people and sick children and cheer them up. Nice, I hope they will have some slices of pizza for her as a reward!
Furthermore she likes doggy dancing and dog brainwork and stuff like that, so she is active all right. When we are together we don’t do things like that, we just run and play and fight a little. As girls do. Yes, we pull each others hair and since her hair is much longer than mine, I really like to do that!
This is her. Nice and furry, right?
I had a great day, yesterday. We walked my favorite route: along the canal, through the forest to the dunes and then to the beach. M and P had a coffee at their favorite beach club and I enjoyed the view. And did some guarding, of course. That was easy, because as you can see it was very quiet:
After the coffee we returned home, through the dunes and the forest and the canal, again. There I met my friend the labradoodle (I will post her picture another time) and we ran around for some while – I love her furry coat, it is great for biting! She does this doggy dancing training, which I find hilarious. I tease her a lot about this, she gets really pissed and chases after me, haha!
Anyway, after all this walking and running I was really tired, so I slept for the rest of the afternoon. Nice.
I’d like you to meet Fred, my gentleman friend. He lives in the street behind us, that is how we know each other. He is a true gentleman and a full blood whippet. He walks in a graceful way and when he sees me, he gets so happy it looks as if he dances. He is kindhearted and very sensitive – one growl from another dog can make him wonder for days what he did to deserve it.
When I am with him, he lets me sleep on his bed and play with his toys – he has furry squeaky toys, I love them. M won’t buy them for me because she says I would rip them apart. Well, yes, I would. That is what they are for!
When I was little, I shared my bed with Fred:
I don’t do that anymore, of course, I am almost grown up! But we do go out together, sometimes. We like sniffing the air for cats and squirrels. Like me, he is super fast. M keeps us on a leash when we are out together, so unfortunately so far we never had the change to test which one of us is faster.
I think I am the fastest, but I am not entirely sure about this. Fred is bred for the races, you know, so he could be a tiny bit faster than I.