Hey you, little cute one… Welcome Seppe!

Mum, mum… come and have a look! There’s a new pup in town! You know I’m crazy about pups, I like to play with them. This one is a real cutie! All black, with big ears! A shepherd boy!

Hello! I am Kita. What’s your name, little one? Seppe? That’s nice! You hear what my mum says? A very good name for you, she thinks!

Come on Seppe, let’s play a bit. You have a stick to play with? That’s okay! All dogs come to say hello! 🙂
You want to ride on my back? 😉

Mum, you have the blinking box to make pics? I want some pics of us playing! 🙂

Mum?… She did it again!

I’m smart! Really, I am. That’s what mum says to other humans. Mostly when she thinks I can’t hear it. But I do hear such things, I’m an airedale-lady! 🙂

Smart airedales know how to fool humans, even smart humans! 😉
In the dogpark, there were two little baskets, green ones. The humans put the empty bottles in it and one woman fills them with water for us. That’s nice, no?

My friends and I like playing with the empty bottles but one day we got one of the two baskets and run around with it… so the basket wasn’t useful anymore. I told you about that fun, long ago! https://everydayanairedale.wordpress.com/2011/12/22/hihi-de-lol-van-de-dag/

This morning, I managed to bite a big part out of the other basket in stead of stealing an empty bottle to play with. My friends always ask me to pick a bottle, I’m the only one who can stand up high enough! 🙂 Told my mum several times, I’m not the one with the odd ideas, but she does not believe me! 😦
Don’t need to tell you my mum was not pleased at all this morning! Not at all pleased with my action, and then I’m putting it mildly! 😉

This evening we went to the dogpark and mum had lots of things with her! And she did it again!!! She really did it again! She once again is smarter than this airedale-lady! The pictures show why!
And me? I feel very small now! How am I going to explain this to my friends tomorrow morning? No bottle-stealing anymore…  😦

Maybe I should ask some advice at some overseas friends… Tarquin and Tyee, maybe?

Poppies?… Poppie?… Poem…

Life can be a little difficult! Really! My name is Kita, but very often my mum calls me Poppie. In Dutch that means: little doll!!! Don’t you think that’s confusing? My dad, he calls me Bobbie! More confusing names… Anyway, I know it now: Kita = Poppie = Bobbie!

Few days ago, we walk to the dog park. Suddenly my mum says: look, Kita, there are poppies! Me? I look around to see other Kitas. No dogs, no Kitas!! I bark to get my mums attention who says again: poppies, look, Poppie, poppies!
My goodness! Something is wrong with my mum, really wrong. 😦 I bark again: wafwaf! Look here! Only one Kita, mum! Only one Poppie!

No Poppie, look here: the flowers! Those are poppies! poppies 1

Jesus! She’s getting crazy! I see no litlle dolls! What was she saying? Should listen better! Flowers??? Flowers? She means this red flowers have my name? They are all Kitas? That’s nice! Think I should greet them! 🙂

Mum says there’s a very sad, old and well known poem about poppies… written in World War I… Mum, will you put the poem with the story?

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In Flanders fields (luitenant-kolonel John McCrae, 1872-1918)

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Wat is dat?… Orthopedisch bed?

Het baasje en ’t vrouwtje zeulen heel grote dozen naar binnen… Daar moet ik het fijne van weten! Even snuffelen…

Wat komt er uit de grote doos? Wat is dat nu? Het lijkt wel een salonzetel. Maar dat is toch te klein voor het vrouwtje, en te laag, hihihi. Ik snap het niet. En nu roept ze niet mij maar mijn opa Lennox! Wel, wel! Opa Lennox moet in het bed gaan liggen en hij lijkt het nog leuk te vinden ook. Hij blijft mooi liggen voor de plikplokplaatjes met het blinkend doosje.

Wat zegt ze allemaal, het vrouwtje? Een otopobed?

Neen, Kita, een orthopedisch bed!

Oké, een hondenbed dus! Wat zegt ze nog allemaal? Speciaal voor senioren, honden met heupdysplasie en gewrichtsproblemen? Ik snap er geen lap van. Even blaffen: ik wil in dat bed! Ik mag eens proberen van opa Lennox en ik blijf mooi liggen! Voilà: het bed is ook voor pubers zonder dysdingen en zonder problemen.

Wat doet ze nu, het vrouwtje? Oooh, oooh, uit de andere doos komt nog zo’n otopobed! Moet ik ook proberen: hop en erin. Ik wil in allebei liggen! Grote bed in en weer uit, dan in het kleine bed en weer terug. Het vrouwtje moet heel erg lachen en ze zegt altijd maar: ik wist het wel, ik wist het wel! Wat weet ze? Ze vergeet te plikplokken. Nu moeten we elk in ons bed en daar is het blinkend doosje! 😉

Wat zegt ze nog??? Ik riskeer mijn vel als ik daar begin aan te bijten??? 😦

Me? Nosy? Curious?… Never! Just want to see everything!

Holidays? Mum is running around the house and doing all kind of stuff! She says she has no time for all that running when she is at work. I don’t understand! One minute she wants some rest, the other minute she is running around…

I like it. I follow her everywhere and I take a look at whatever she does. I’m an interested girl. BUT… some places I can’t go! Two places we are not allowed, my grandpa Lennox and me! Bedroom and bathroom are forbidden areas. That’s a pity! A real shame it is. My grandpa doesn’t bother, he says he’s used to it and I should be too, after more then two years. Well, no!

I always try to peep in! 😉 And when I have to stay upstairs with dad when mum is running around or when she’s leaving, I keep an eye on that too, on top of the stairs! 😉

Dogs not allowed :-( … in the vegetable garden…

Finally, this terrible week with lots and lots of work for my mum is over! Yihaaaa! So my mum is at home for some time! 🙂 It’s a whole day or something!

Holiday, Kita! Holidays!!!

Mum, what’s on the program for today? What do you say??? You want to get some rest now? I really had enough rest last week, really, mum! Yes, I know we already went to the dogpark for more than an hour! 😉

Lunch on a terrace at the left bank of river Scheldt? That’s allright… I get a treat, yes? A nice bone? Okay, that’s a deal!

And afterwards we visit mum’s human pup, who isn’t a pup anymore! 😉 She started a new vegetable garden this year and my mum and dad want to see that, and not only the pictures! But I am a little angry and disappointed! Dogs are not allowed in that garden! Shasta and Goofy (my friends!) can’t go to see the vegetables, neither can I! I get a strawberry? Okay, I’m not disappointed anymore! 😉 Mum, when do you start growing strawberries? I’ll help you, that’s for sure!

Kita, we have no garden!!!

(If you want to see more pics, have a look over here: http://bibismoestuin.wordpress.com/) 🙂

Lots of puppies!… My help not appreciated!

Was taking a sunday afternoon nap when mum got me companians on my blanket.

Mum, what are we going to do? Tell me, will you? Seems we go on the terrace with the plants. That’s not new…
My goodness, look at that! Do you hear it too, mum? No, she doesn’t, until I jump on her plants! She screams! No harm done, luckily!

Where do they come from, all those puppy-plants. I’m going to inspect that. This very little one is cute, I like to play with this one! 🙂

Kita, stop it! Now!

Okay, will go elsewhere! Ha, two pots I can shredder for the dustbin. Nice exercice for my teeth! 🙂

Kita, stop it! Now!

My help is not appreciated, I will continue my nap, outside!
Oh, what? What does she say my mum? Shower? Oh no, I’m gone! 😉
Seems not to be for me but for the mums and te puppies! 😉

Big surprise! :-) … But not for me! :-(

A man brought a very big box today! Grandpa Lennox and me, we are very curious. We want to know what’s in it. My dad doesn’t want to open it! Why not? It’s for my mum! We have no luck: mum is not at home! She is in her library! So, we have to wait! 😦

Finally, dad says we are going to the park and we’ll wait for the tram that brings mum home! There she is! We’ll know what’s in the box soon!!

Mum is very surprised! She doesn’t expect a package now, she often does, but not now! 😉 She says she can’t open it with a knife, she says that she finds that ‘bizarre’! Who is that? Bizarre? Is there a dog in it? With the name Bizarre?

She pulls the plastic of the box  and opens it and… ohohoh… me is running away! What’s that? So big, it comes out of the box by itself! Help! Wafwafgrrgrrr. Mum, get out of the way! Maybe the thing will hurt you! Quick! Wafwaf!

Mum laughs and reeds the paper! It’s coming from the Netherlands, from Aura! You know, I already told you about… (https://everydayanairedale.wordpress.com/2013/05/12/vrouwtje-doet-beetje-gek-met-handjes/)

Told you already that my mum works in a library. Well she started that first library 5 years ago, and the second, one year ago. Next week, the other librarylady and my librarymum celebrate those birthdays! That’s why the big thing arrives from the Aura-people!

Kita, look! They are so nice, the Aura-people! Cheers!

Hey, Aura-people: I say hello to you too with lots of paws and kisses! And my mum says: thanks! I think she likes your Cheers: she makes pics with the blinking box! 🙂

Someday soon, my time may come too

Blog Lennox 2You keep musing about your distant Airedale friend that is now at the Rainbow Bridge, Kita, but you don’t really know what you’re talking about, do you, young lady? Want to learn more? As I see it, it’s some sort of gigantic dog-park without enclosures, where us pets can play and run free, never get old, tired or bored, and with lots and lots of treats and toys. I think we might call it The Eternal Hunting Grounds or something. 

Wow, sounds really exciting! I would like to go there too!

Ah, don’t get too carried away, young lady! That would mean giving up all you have here and now: your playmates in the dog-park, your Mum and all her fellow-humans… It’s better not to go there, before you’ve had everything in life there is to live. You see, I’m an old dog who has seen most of it by now. My hair is grey, my muscles get weak, and my bones are rigid. Maybe someday soon my time will come to go there too… 

Don’t say that, Grandpa Lennox, you’re still going strong!

Well, all my beloved dog-park friends of days gone by have already left: Grobber, Mohs, Boogey, Yoni… We used to be inseparable playmates and now I’m the only one left of the Ol’ Wild Bunch. Don’t get me wrong: I’ll hang on in there, you know, but… Some days, I’d still like to take on these young dog-park brads, like Lucien. Oh, I know, they respect me alright. I’ll just take it one day at a time and see where that gets me… (Lennox)

The old wild gang...

The ol’Wild Bunch, all of the same age: Grobber (+ jan 2012), Mohs (+dec 2012), Grandpa Lennox: still alive but less kicking than before… 😉

Oh no, very sad news… for Gracie and her family!

I have a special far away friend in Michigan: Gracie. From her I learned that you better not get on a list… 😉

But now, my far away friend Gracie must be very, very sad! Her big sister went to Grobber. Grobber was my big friend at the dogpark! He went away for never returning, more than a year ago. My mum says he is at the RainbowBridge now.
I don’t know where that is but my mum says it is  a very nice place for dogs. There is Grobber and now Sadie is there too! Mum, tell Gracie and her humans that tears are not necessary: Sadie is fine at the RainbowBridge. Will you send some kisses from me to Gracie, please, mum?

Run free Sadie and will you give some hugs to Grobber too?

A picture of beautiful Sadie:

Sadie