7!… 7!… 7!… 7!…7!…7!…7!…

Dear grandpa Lennox

Yes, I know, I just wrote you a letter, but here I am again! I’m sure you forgot it again, so I do remember you! Today is my birthday! ❤

That is not special enough to write you, I know, but the big news is that I become 7 = seven years old! Imagine!
The green clothes say I am a senior now because I am a big dog! Haha, no, no vampire situations with me: I am healthy although some days I understand your sayings about old bones. Since the française bites in my hind legs, well… 😉

Other big news: I’m not a sissie anymore, I become an auntie, being 7! And within 3 years I become a real grandma as you were a grandpa! Can ’t wait for that. Mum says I will be as wise as you at that age! She says I’m quite wise already, so being a senior now the française has to call this lady: auntie! What do you think of that? It’s great, isn’t it? ❤

I add the pics of the fototoot, me and mum were doing, without sissie! 🙂

Love and kisses of birthday-auntie

Kita van ’t Asbroek


Grandpa Lennox!… News to tell you!

Dear grandpa Lennox

Yes, I know you see everything from the Bridge when we are here at home, but I suppose you did not see where we have been! So I write it to you in a long letter and I send you pictures! ❤

We were away for ages! Mum says these ages are called a big month. Anyway: me and the française and mum and dad we were in France! Yes we were there where your pall Mano lived, you can show him the pictures too! And no, we were not at the same house as where we are normally: with mum’s friend! No, we lived in a big house nearby and we could go to see mum’s friend every day! You should have seen that! ❤

Of course I did a lot of running! In the meadows and the empty fields! You know, I obey! The française on the contrary only run once… yes, you get the picture: this teenager is too dangerous in the fields, off the leash! She only can run on the beach!! Where dad can see her all the time! 😉

Oh, will I make you laugh? Mum thought I was going back in the climbing business… I started, but as I said, I obey and I went back when she called me! 🙂

And, grandpa, the humans were sharing memories about you being there! How you played with Mano and always jumped on this big fellow! And about you running around and barking at the very big milk-truck that got you almost killed… on the leash you macho went, just as the française! 😉

One thing was not funny at all! 😦 All this ages we had bad weather! Only three days of sunshine… humans were a bit annoyed! Me too, you know that… I don’t like the rain! 😦

Well so far for the big ages-holiday at Mano’s place! Give him and my other friends over there a hug, will you!

Big hugs to you too, maybe you like my hugs now, over there on the Bridge!


Kita van ’t Asbroek

PS The only French the française remembers, seems to be: “fiche le camp!” lol 😉 🙂




A mum-girls talk about… brown in the family!

These days, me and mum we make long walks; That is because of the “tirered”-thing, remember?
So we have all the possibilities to have nice me-and-mum talks.

One of these days I asked her why everybody always says Lizzie is my sissie. Mum, you know she is not! The française is born in France and I was born in Belgium. We cannot be sisters! Could we? James is born in Germany and is a cousin? Too difficult!! 😉

But mum explained we are no real sisters of the same doggie-family but we live in the same house so we are sissies in some kind of way, she says!

Well, I think mum is right – as always – ssssttt do not tell her I told you! 😉

You know what I discovered? Living in our house is very good for our fur! We get special oil for it, you see! In my doggiefamily, as my grandma and ma, lot of us are not all black on our back: we have tan hair there too!
The dad of my doggiemum Fun says tat we have a nice “grizzly” fur! ❤
The française was all black when she came 1,5 year ago! And you know what: she starts growing brown hairs on her back too… so maybe we are a bit of sissies after all… ❤