Mum says I’m a very spoiled aire-lady these days! How that is possible? I try to explain it clearly! 

As you know, I was ill. Went to the green clothes! Got these nasty syringues to stop peeing a hundred times a day. Syringues worked after a few hours. And then I got all these pills, in little bags with lots of explanations… 😦
I don’t like pills. Grandpa always said they are a usefull and efficient horrors and they are to eat, that was important for grandpa: eating! Sso he swallowed his pills with pleasure every day, just like that! 🙂 And he had to take many: six or seven, I remember, big ones and small ones. 😦

Okay, back to my pills: I do not swallow every pill just like that! I’m smarter! If I don’t want to eat them, mum puts them in something yummy I normally never get: chicken or cheese… Twice a day, my friends!!! 🙂
This morning, no cheese or chicken left! Ohlalala! Pills must be taken anyway! So? I had a wonderfull Spanish feast: mum wrapped all my pills in two (!) pieces of Chorizo salami! 🙂 ❤

Suggestion for all my aire-friends: don’t swallow your pills if you have to take some without them being wrapped up in Chorizo! My dogness, that’s yummy!

Since I feel a lot better and I am more active again, mum and dad decided to get my thought on something else than ‘peeing’! hahahahaha! I really did agree! So off we went for a nice walk in the city! 🙂 ❤

But to go there, there are two possibilities: on foot by the tunnel or by metro. Metro!! Since mum and dad know that the moving stairs to get in and out the metro are not forbidden for big dogs, they were saying they should learn me that. They saw several dogs doing that! I heard them talking the other day! 😉
I did help a little paw! Today, I wanted to go by the moving stairs, I pulled a bit to tell mum and dad I just wanted to try!

We tried! I like it! We did it several times. I acted as a full grown well educated lady who knows everything about city travelling by metro and moving stairs! 🙂 As if I already did this a hundred times: hop on and hop off! And sniffing around to know all the stair-news! 🙂 Pics and video available! 🙂

!!!!!!!!! To reassure all those worrying about my moving-stairs-life: I only will go on them with dad: if something goes wrong or one moment I get afraid, he always can pick me up and carry me! When I am alone with mum, well, we take always the not-moving-stairs! Because she can’t carry me that long and also because she needs the exercise! 😉

Last weekend we were at the seaside! Yes, I know… I already told you so many times about the beach and the sea and the birds and… But I like it very much, so does my mum. I’ll tell you about it again today!

And I’ll tell you a secret! SSsstttt, do not tell anybody, will you?! We got up very early, real early, earlier than on weekdays to go to the seaside… Doggies only are allowed on the beach on the leash nowadays, you know. But that early on sunday, there is nobody, really nobody! We were all alone and it was low tide and we went to France, oh yes, we did some walking first! And then, me and mum were a bit naughty: I could run of the leash for some minutes, almost ten minutes! Mum made a video! You’ll see me and the French seagulls and the French buildings! 😉

I found a sock and played a while with it! And then naughty times were all over. Back on the leash! For the whole summer, mum says! I’m very happy mum has this very long leash of 10 meters… so I can still summersniff around  on the beach! 🙂 ❤

Well, this WWW we had another accidental “rendez-vous” with one of my (library-)mum’s colleagues! That colleague is the mum of four Irish Wolfhounds! And one of them, black Kato, had a litter of nine pups 15 weeks ago! That’s quite a gang, I can tell you! 😉

So this afternoon I was in the Irish business of playing and running. 🙂 That’s very tiring, they are much bigger and faster! And… they love the water! They went for a swim, I wettened my belt! 🙂 And then, when we were returning to go home, I saw that ball in the water. Of course I wanted that ball! I tried to get it! Just when I arrived and could pick it up, it floated away again. 😦  So I was a pissed and frustrated airelady and I hopped out of the water as quick as I could. (red thing did not quick enough the clickclickclick at that moment-hahaha-you only see the end of the hopping). Mum said my face was priceless! 😉

Anyway, it still stands: I like wednesday afternoons and rendez-vous!

Mum Kato!

What’s that all about?

Saying hello and kissing of course!

My mum does not like fighting! She even does not like tug-of-war-fighting. That’s a pity, because my grandpa Lennox always said it is so much fun! He had that heroic story about it… When he was at mum’s and dad’s place in the very beginning, he was three years old and very, very strong! (he once pulled mum into the hospital, but that’s another story!)
So he was very strong and did not know any command! He had to learn a lot. So at a certain moment after training, dad played tug-of-war with him. Grandpa was dad’s first dog… They were playing but then grandpa thaught he was stronger than dad and got angry! He wanted to be the alpha, he said… So they got in a bit of a real fight!  Who won? Not grandpa! Go figure: how could he ever think he could win from dad??? 😉 He still regretted that when he was 15 years old, he did admit that! 😉

So, now and then, dad plays tug-of-war with me! I’m not half as strong as my grandpa was. Thinking about his story, I just play: I don’t try to fight! I don’t get in any fight! Real fights are never good, says my mum! And in this I do agree with her! That happens sometimes, you know, that we agree! No fights, just playing! That’s fun… but difficult to make pics of! 😉

Yes, there we go!

Head-shaking!

I got it!

Help, I’m lifted in the air… No, I will not release untill you say so! 😉