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 do like a long winter walk. Maybe you would not expect me to like cold weather because I most like it hot and sunny. But walking in the winter gives a different joy, especially when everything is crisp and clear. Icy cold frozen grass that tickles my feet, strong air to fill my lungs.
I just returned from a weekend camping with M. It was great! We camped in the middle of the woods:
We made some nice long walks, the countryside is awesome:
It is still winter here, you know, and we had all sorts of weather. A cold wind, there was snow and hail and fierce sunshine:
It was kind of cold, but we don’t mind that. Ha! We are tough cookies. And we have a heater in the van. In the evening I slept in the cosy warmth and M ate hot soup made of peas – very Dutch soup, that is:
The next day we made another long walk. We encountered some rather strange animals:
I had a great weekend. I love camping! I hope you had an awesome weekend too.
I love to walk. Of course I do, I am a dog! All dogs like to walk, even the ones with the stubby legs. Although they maybe prefer a leisurely stroll through the park, not a long hike in the mountains.
Anyway, we do a lot of walking, me and my humans. We go to the beach and dune forest every day and sometimes we go to a very different landscape and do some hiking there. Like we did last summer. It was awesome!
We walked high above the beautiful ocean. And in mysterious forests.
M said she sensed elves and imps. I don’t know about that, but I did smell rabbits and foxes. Even better!
There were truly magnificent paths. We walked for hours and hours. With an occasional rest, of course.
Since we moved to our new home we have been exploring all the new paths in the vicinity. We live very near the dune-forests and the beach and there are a lot of different trails and paths and roads. This is one of my favorites. It is long and narrow and smells deliciously of rabbits:
I also like the woodland paths that wind to and from the beach. There are lots of smells there too, of rabbits and foxes. I am always curious what surprises I will find around the corner.
And there is a very nice broad road to the beach. Great for running at full speed! I always have to wait for M at the end of it, she is so slow.
There is even a path on the beach. A silly thing, because on the beach you can walk anywhere. No need for a path there! Typically human to make a beach-path:
It is made of a hard material, smooth and cool to the feet. Not bad, but I prefer the real thing:
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!