Remembering Grandpa… à La Française!

Dad is sad.

I wonder why… I’ve done my very best – tout mon petit possible – to do whatever he wants or expects from me. I even haven’t been naughty! I’ve been very dynamic – although, je le sais bien, that isn’t always fully appreciated… – and I’ve given him lots of cuddles and kisses – câlins et bisous – but nothing seems to cheer him up.

Je ne comprends pas! So I turned to Kita for some wise advice. Comme vous savez, Kita is Mrs Knows It All, but of course she’s also my one and only best friend. “He probably is in a melancholic mood,” Kita explained. “You see, some years ago around this time, Grandpa Lennox passed away to go to the Rainbow Bridge.” 😦

“Please, Kita, tell me again about Grandpa Lennox… Comment était-il? What kind of a guy was he?” – “He definitely wasn’t an Airedale! He was a black Labrador – although I’ve always known him all grey – and he walked somewhat stiffly.” – “Je voudrais bien le rencontrer, I’d love to chase him around and bite in his legs!” 😉

“Oh no, dear Sissie! You wouldn’t do that twice! One growl and a snap, and every dog, me included – or you, for that matter – would leave him alone, if something didn’t please him.” – “Bon, je comprends… But you all loved him so dearly!” – “Ah, that grumpy, old teddy bear! Maybe deep down he was an Airedale after all…” ❤

Don’t be sad anymore, Dad. I’ll do all that I can – tout mon petit possible – to follow in his footsteps! In my own cheeky manner, of course. Cela va sans dire! ❤

Sissie Lizzie,
aka The Frenchie

For ever… best of friends

Dear Grandpa Lennox

Today, three years ago you left for the Rainbowbridge! 😦 We all hope you have a very good time there and we hope it is there as you told me when you were still here! But I’m quite sure about that: you knew everything. You were so wise! ❤

By the way, did you see from there that the Française got me a nickname? She calls me: “Lady knows it all”! 🙂 I can hear you burst out in laaughter now, as you did when I asked silly things. lol. You see, I did not forget you, not at all! You were my first very best friend and that you will always be. You know what mum told me? I will see you again, one day! She hopes that is still far away in time…

But I have to tell you: I have a new best friend now, a second best friend for ever! My sissie Lizzie. She can be a pain in the… …! But she is very sweet most of the time, this Française. Last week we were playing biteyface while mum and dad were working and we made too much noice. So the little one (no, not me!) got a time out … I was really solidary so I went in her crate with her! 🙂 We did get a good laugh… so will you, seeing the pics! 😉

Have a nice anniversary of your Bridge-arrival-day and hugs to all my friends there! Oh yes, did you meet Canadian Duke?

Big wet kisses from me to my first best friend! ❤

Kita Van ’t Asbroek

PS I also send you the pics you asked me for! 🙂

La Française… discovers a New World!

Every now and then, comme vous savez, we go to the seaside. A la plage, comme on dit. Every once in a while, when we are in a somewhat philosophical mood, Kita ponders about many of her online friends far away, across the huge sea – l’Océan, comme on dit. One of them, she says, speaks both French and English, comme moi! Kita says he used to live in Canada, which is all the way to my breeder’s place en France, and again… et encore beaucoup plus loin!

He doesn’t live there anymore now, because he went to the Rainbow Bridge, apparemment. J’aime when Kita speaks about that Bridge, because of the stories about Grandpa Lennox and many other friends. Je ne comprends pas why we never go over there to visit them. Kita says it is impossible. Je veux bien, but according to the stories, Grandpa Lennox and this Canadian guy, Duke, would be much fun to hang around with, sans doute. So it goes. Très dommage!

Anyway, in the Canadian house of this Duke guy, there are a Mum and a Dad, like in our own house. All four of them speak French and English, comme moi! I would really have loved to meet them, but Kita and me, we had to go to the hotel – comme d’habitude, when Mum and Dad go away for a few days. This time, they went all the way to a big Dutch city, Amsterdam – wherever that is – to meet the Canadian Mum and Dad of Duke who went to the Bridge.

Afterwards, si j’ai bien compris, these people did meet James, Kita’s German AT cousin, with his Mum. Pourquoi pas moi? Moreover, Kita told me that very soon the Canadian Mum and Dad will be welcoming a tiny Aire Lady in their home! Ca alors! J’en suis persuadée: she’ll become my international friend, ma petite copine Canadienne! Every time we are à la plage, I’ll bark en français across l’Océan, to send her ma pensée from over here, en Belgique.

Sissie Lizzie,
aka The Frenchie



Fototoot … ordered by Lady Kita

These days my mum talks a lot about numbers! My dogness, yes! Numbers of days, numbers of items, numbers of books, numbers of ddds, numb…

dvd’s, Kita, dvd’s!

Okay, numbers of ddd’s, numbers of rom-d’s, …

cd-roms, Kita, cd-roms! (sigh)

Okay, I got it: lot’s of c’s, d’s and roms! So I charged her to make a fototoot at noon of me and the sweet, cute, little brown leaves in the street. Love them! When there is a slight bit of wind, they wirl around! 🙂
Mum loves their colour, she says. She is in the colour-business, you know! With all the crocheting and yarn and all that. I’m not in that business, grandpa told me that we see lot less colours than humans. He was so wise, my grandpa! ❤

Anyway: enjoy the toot I ordered and the colours if you are human. Fur-friends: enjoy just this lady! 😉

PS I wink at you, you see it! Mum asked me to!