We just returned from a long walk in the dunes and on the beach. It is cold outside, winter is here!
I don’t mind the cold. As long as I keep moving I am warm. So I was glad when we were on the beach, so I could run.
However, after a while I slowed my pace, because there was something very awkward moving on the beach:
It was slithering over the sand (one can hardly call that movement walking) and it was not amused to see us. It made noises and M said: “I don’t think it likes us being here.” Well, I am certain it did not like us, because I could understand what it said. I won’t repeat it here, but it was very clear. Sea creatures use some rough language!
We never met a sea creature like this before. I cautiously investigated it, from a distance – one never knows how wild creatures react and I like my dainty nose. Anyway: it smelled like salt. Fishy things. Exciting!
I had the most awesome weekend. My boy-friend was here! We had a great time.
We played on the beach:
We made a nice long walk in the dunes:
After that, we chilled together:
It was splendid and terrific and totally cool. He is gone now, gone to his own home. Which makes me a bit sad. I do hope I will see him again, soon!
We just got back from a walk in the dunes. We go there a lot, almost every day, and I never tire of it. It is a wonderful place, with a myriad of smells: salty water, rabbits and foxes and birds.
There are a lot of paths, big broad ones and small ones that are more like trails. The little ones seem to change all the time and I really like that. Old ones are closing and new ones are opening. We discovered a new one, just now:
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.
So P is back home and he took the snow with him! It is amazing, the things he can do… This morning when we went on our first little walk the world suddenly had changed. Yesterday I smelled the air and sensed something was coming, but I did not know what to expect. This morning it became clear what I had smelled.
The paths and trees and everything is covered in a thin layer of soft cool stuff that tickles between my toes. It is cold and therefore there is not much to smell – the earth holds her breath in the cold, you know. Everything is quiet. How did P manage to do this?
I had the pleasure of seeing my old friend again, movie star Hester. It has been a while since I saw her – she is very old and doesn’t go to the beach anymore. But yesterday she had a good day and we went to the woods together. She still looks gorgeous, by the way.
It was fun. The sun was shining and Hester pottered around happily, sniffing here and there. I was actively investigating our surroundings, in case there was a squirrel passing by or a dangerous dog approaching. Nothing of the kind happened. We just had a happy walk.
Which is a good thing, especially with old friends.
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.
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:
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.
We just returned from a long walk, M and I and W. W is M’s mother. She likes walking as much as M and I, so sometimes we go together! That’s nice. I like her, she gives me cookies.
We walked on the beach and through the dunes. It was sunny and quiet, we almost had a private beach!
The beach is great for running and chasing birds. Which I did, of course. After some hours we went into the dunes, rabbit country!
But the rabbits were skinny, so I did not catch them. Besides I wanted to save my energy. When we go for a walk and M has her hiking gear with her (a big lumpy thing on her back with loads of stuff in it, like my food and my bed) one never knows when one will return home. I was right in saving my energy: this particular walk turned out to be a two day walk.
On the second day we spotted some very interesting wildlife:
I did want to chase that one, but M stopped me. Not fair! When we walked on I used my sharp eyes and nose even more than usual to spot these big juicy animals. But alas, they were all hiding from me. They must be very clever.
For the last stage of our long walk we walked on the beach again.
It was a nice walk. Now I will sleep for half a day and then we can go again!
Yesterday we did a different walk. M and I go out every day for a long walk, usually we go to the forest and the dunes and the beach. But yesterday we did a tree-walk! M gathered with some other humans and a guide and we walked for two hours, in search of trees.
That is funny. Trees are not hard to find, you know. They just stand there, they are not going anywhere. But the guide knew a lot of interesting stories about trees and the neighborhood we were walking in, so M was happy. I liked it too. It is nice to do a walk with a pack of humans (or dogs, or both), it makes me feel connected. The guide showed us a lot of different trees and told about the difference in leafs and seeds and all that.
I also liked this pack of humans, because they truly explored. A lot of humans seem to blunder through life, not noticing anything. But these people really looked at the trees, touched them and smelled them. Which is the right thing to do of course, when you really want to discover the world! They even pulled some weeds out of a lawn and I assisted them by digging a big hole.
Anyway, the walk was nice. I hope we will do it again and then also taste some of the things we find. And climb into the best trees. That will be even more of an exploration.
By the way, this was an odd thing. A human helped this tree, which is falling down, by putting a pole underneath it! Humans can be very silly. Although I smelled that a lot of dogs really appreciate it. It is the canine message board of the neighborhood.
Thanks for the pics, Maurits Burgers!