Byebye for now heatwave… we’re back in business!

Oh, this was horrible!!!! 38° C one moment. For aireladies that is too much of the nice weather. Also for airladies mums: mum did not want to go out for long and I could not walk on the foothpad: stones too hot, my mum says. Small walks, in the shadow, on the grass. We had to drink a lot too! 
About that: française made a mess of the drinking… water arrived everywhere: on the wall, on the floor… She will never be a lady, I’m sure about that! 😉

Anyhow: heat is over now. back to 20°, no sun. And a nice wind! So, mum decided we could go to the small dogpark. Ooooh, the poor grass! It is all yellow! Not green anymore, just as everywhere else! Mum says it has my colour now! 😉

But we were back in the playing business! 🙂 ❤

 

 

WWW… with Bacon and Pepsi!

Mum, listen to me: we need another little chat! I have her immediate attention this time. Mum, we still have to tell about the WWW with Bacon and Pepsi, the new one!

What? Not now? Too hot? Yes, I know it is hot today: 32° C. But we can tell, can’t we?

Okay, tv-typing-machine is on! 🙂

You remember my friend Bacon, don’t you? The English bulldog? He has a little brother since some time ago! The little gentleman is almost a year old and his name is Pepsi. He is a mix with a lot of terrier in it, hahaha! I recognize that! hahahaha! 😉

We had a great time in the huge dogpark! On the sand and in the water! We found a ball! Little Pepsi really thought he could steal it from me! hahahahaha! He should get smarter! Mum took pics! 😉 

 

Really too ridiculous… Lizzie’s ‘riposte’

– “Look, Mum, I got her! Je la tiens. I’ll be helpful and hold her leash for you. – Mon Dieu! Stop pulling, Kita! I won’t let you go, tu sais. You know Mum doesn’t like to chase you, when she wants to go for a walk with you. Look at me: I behave comme une Dame, n’est-ce pas? I wait for my treat, while Dad puts on my harness. – Tu sais, when Mum is in her bookshop…”

– “Mum doesn’t work in a bookshop, you silly française! It’s not a store, it’s a library!” 😉

– “Well, let me tell you one thing, Miss Know-It-All: where I am from – La Douce France, you know! – all Humans call a bookshop une librairie! Compris? – So, when she goes to her librairie and Dad takes us out on one leash, you always hang back and I have to pull you all the way. How is that Airelady-like? Qu’est-ce que tu as, what on earth is wrong with you?”

– “I’m just not as boisterous, lively and energetic as you are, young eh… ‘Lady’, that’s all! By the way, you don’t ‘have’ to pull me, you know. You just can’t keep yourself from doing it.” 😉

– “Eh bien, ça alors! Are you getting old already, Vieille Dame Kita? Ce n’est pas possible!

[Fierce bitey-face, once again…]

­ “This rambunctious Frenchie really does seem to be a lifelike reincarnation of Grandpa Lennox with an AT coating, doesn’t she?” ❤ [Mum & Dad high-fiving]

Sissie Lizzie,
aka The Frenchie

 

 

Really… really too ridiculous!

Mum, do something about this! Just do something! I WILL NOT move one paw! I will NOT be taken for a walk by her! By this bossy française! Just do something about it, will you? 😦

Stop laughing so hard! ggggrrrr. What do you say? Hilarious??? No!!! Ridiculous!

Oh, you won’t let her take me out for a walk?! That is reassuring news!  🙂 What? Too dangerous??? No, too ridiculous. This lady is too much of a lady to be walked by that française-teenager-wild thing! 😦

Aaaah, now you come to terms! Ha, Lizzie, enough of that bossy behaviour of yours. You can pull as much as you want, I will NOT move one paw. I am stronger than you! 😉

Okay, mum, I’m ready! Are you? 😉

 

Run free, mummy Fun… run free!

We all were on holiday! Mum and dad to Mano’s country and me and the française to our hotel! Yeeey! We like it there! 🙂 🙂

But when we came home there was a sad news on mum’s tv-typing-machine!… About my doggie-mummy! 😦 Remember she came back home from the Netherlands and we looked for a new place? No, not that there were no nice people, not at all… but mummy Fun wanted to stay with her family. I understand! So did her human mum: she loved her little angel very much! 😉
Even macho Sunny wanted her to stay, he accepted the Fun-lady. Fun was really enjoying playing and being naughty with the young girls. My grandpa Lennox would have understood very well, hahaha! So she stayed… as a very happy lady!

And then, from one hour to the other, mummy Fun became very ill: vomitting and having big pain. In a hurry to the vet, but nothing could help her. She peacefully went to the Rainbow Bridge and she was waited for by my uncle Pol and my grandpa Lennox. He made me a little message from there, you know!  He keeps me updated! ❤

Her mom Cita, who is now 14 years old, my granny, is sad too of course! But she is happy uncle Pol and grandpa are taking care of her sweet daughter, little angel Funnygirl van ’t Asbroek!

Run free, Fun-angel… run free! ❤ ❤ ❤

At the left is my granny Cita, in the middle my mummy Fun and at the right, my lookalike Many Roses.

 

A little talk… with result!

Mum, listen, I said. Mum, you and me we have to have a nice little chat. You hear me? A nice little chat. As she does in those circomstances, I raised my voice a bit.
Got immediatly her attention.

Mum, listen. I like you crocheting small and big critters of all kind. I like to see and inspect the critters. But now you go a bit too far. Even the française agrees this time, although the crocheting does not interest her… she only likes to run around with little left overs. 🙂 🙂

Mum, but this time, I said, this time you really go too far! We have two cats in the house! i can’t support that! I really can’t! Although one is a very famous cat from a book!
No way!

Well, I said, well, what are you going to do about it? And I’m serious, you know! 😉

You know what? Mum bursted out in laughter! Go figure! This should be a serious little chat, an important one and she bursts out in laughter? 😦

What? They will leave? LEAVE?!!! Okay, no more chat needed. Time for a nap. Mum still laughs… 😉

Oooh no!!… Mum is groaning!

Yes, mum, indeed! Take pictures of this piece of art of the française! She was up early this morning! She really was thinking that was funny! Told her: dad would be “de mauvaise humeur”, even him, daddy-girl! 😉 Yes, yes, you understand me perfectly well!

Okay, mum, here she is, the guilty one! Start fototooting! Yes, yes, and graon! Tell her ladies don’t do such things! 🙂

What??? Me too? Oh no! Did I? When I was a baby? Oooooh. Mum, listen, the française is not a baby anymore! She should know better!  😉

Okay, I’ll groan her too! In our own bedroon, my dogness! That’s no place for wallpaper-art! 😉 Bad choice, Lizzie!

 

History… at the market???

Come on, Kita, we go out!

What, I’ve already been out. Mum too, with the human pup. And now with me? Okay, I’m ready! Where are we going? To the market nearby? On saturday evening? That’s new, normally it is on Thursday morning!

Okay, off we go! Look mum, there is a special sir! Yes, Kita! We go straight to him? Mum explains to him tthat when she was a small pup, her dad was wearing such a uniform too! It brings back memories… What does she ask for? A fototoot with Kita? To unite history and present? Hey, that’s me she is talking about! 🙂
Of course the nice man says yes, I’m such a lady! Who would say no? ❤

Afterwards we visit the rest of the market. As always there are stupid things: told you already some time ago! Legs without body to show trousers, heads without body to show bonnets and wearest of all: bodies without arms and legs and without head. How on earth do they all get home?
After all this years I still don’t understand! 😉

And then I said hello to the unicorns, to every one of them! A lady is polite, you know!!! 🙂

Give Aire Ladies… some space (Part II)

[A few hours later]

– “Aren’t we both very lady-like, Kita, giving each other all this space sur le canapé?”
– “As you know, Lizzie, I am always behaving like an Airedale Lady.”
– “Ah non, ce n’est pas vrai! In the car earlier you didn’t!” 😦

– “Come on, girls, move over, both of you. I am going to watch some tv now.”
– “But, Dad, when you sit here, there isn’t enough room left for Lizzie and me…”
– “Sorry, girls, one of you will have to take the ergonomic bed of Grandpa Lennox.”
– “Can I get le privilège to sit next to you, Dad? After all, I am your Daddy’s girl, non? We can cuddle, you giving me des caresses and me chewing gently on your fingers…”

(I’ll put on my seducing puppy face… Kita told me Grandpa Lennox always did that, when he was in trouble or wanted something badly… I can easily read her thought: “Ca alors!” 😉

Sissie Lizzie,
aka The Frenchie

 

Give Aire Ladies… some space (Part I)

– “Kita, please! Give me some space, quand-même!”
– “Mmm… Grrrr!!! Leave me alone, petite française.” 😦

(Qu’est-ce qu’elle a, celle-la? What on earth is wrong with her?)

– “I know I’m small, but pas tellement petite! I want some room, moi aussi!
– “Grandpa Lennox told me it was a privilege of old age to take all the space one wants.”
– “You’re not old, Kita! Older than me, je veux bien, but I have rights too, tu sais. I want more than juste ce petit coin.” 😦

[Fierce bitey-face in the backseat of the car]

– “Stop it, both of you! No fighting in the car, you know that.”
– “La française started it, Dad: she wants me to move over, so she can take my place.”
– “Stay in your place, Lizzie, and don’t annoy Kita anymore.”

(Eh bien, ça alors! Dad didn’t even turn his head! How would he know???
Ah, bon! Voilà, ca y est: to avoid trouble she has moved over to her side.) 😉

Sissie Lizzie,
aka The Frenchie