Since a few weeks I see something very bizar: it’s round, it turns and in the evening there are lights. Mum says the lights have the colours of a rainbow. She promised we would go to the right side of river Scheldt in the holidays. We did! Mum does what she promises (most of the time!). 😉

We went on foot. Went down with the elevator to the middle of the earth and we walked under the river Scheldt. We went up again! 😉

Look, Kita, mum said: here are the lights with the colours of a rainbow. She explains, she knows doggies see no colours. Grandpa surely taught het that. Mum, these Rainbow-lights, is that grandpa Lennox from the Rainbow Bridge saying hello to us, now at Christmas? That is great!!! I knew he would not forget us! 🙂

If that makes you happy, little one, yes you can think it is grandpa! 🙂

We saw lots of lights and lots of people. Even four very young boys who drank too much alcohol. They were laughing at me and yelling: “hahaha, a woolf”! Mum answered: “Worse than a woolf: a terrier! What she gets in her mouth she would not release, so leave her alone!” This airedale-lady understood immediately what mum was saying. Put myself before her and I firmly growled a few times. Hahaha, the drunken boys run away! Mum said: nice job, my girl! When mum says MY girl, she is very proud of me.

Then we went back home! Nice evening: I saw grandpa and I was MY girl! ❤

The blinking box does ‘tingting’ when mum puts in working position… I always hear it and if I’m not in the mood for fototooting, I disappear quickly or I stop what I’m doing.

But what did she show me on the tv-typing-machine? Me! Asleep! I don’t want pictures to be made when I’m sound asleep. Normally I hear the ‘tingting’ and I get up quickly! But now, she has pics of me sleeping! My dogness!

Mum calls me Miss Long Legs, surely when I’ve been to the hairdresser’s! Miss Long Legs asleep, she grins! And then, she made pics of me under my blanket! Mum, really, don’t show these, you can’t see me, you only see the blanket! Sweet? My dogness! Something’s wrong with her since the holidays started!

Yes, yes… we often go to the huge dogpark these days… at least when it does not rain and when it is not too dark!

Fun is assured over there! Last saturday and sunday the new little one was there. Her dad already told the other mums and dads about her! She is a white shepherd and her name is Ziva. Ziva is 9 weeks old. Her big sister is Katie. Katie is very kind but she does not hear! Nothing: mum calls that: deaf. Can’t see that though! 

Mum tried to take pictures of Ziva… hahaha… that little one does not know the word fototoot yet!! Hahahaha, she moves around all the time… You’ll see it!

Bo was there too and we had a discussion concerning the digging business… I don’t want war, so I quit in the end… But we played nicely afterwards when he forgot the digging. 😉

Oh, before I forget: the treat-party! With my new looks I got the double treats I begged for! Mum was not to pleased about my jumping up, as if I get no breakfast or dinner at home, she says… She is joking! 😉

Dear Islay

Dear cousin, this is your first Christmas ever! People behave a bit strange these days. They get trees in the house, they have illuminated leashes and balls you can’t play with. So I’ll try to guide you a bit through this chaos. 🙂

Christmas is a big feast! From long before the day, the fun starts. At my house it is after the feast of Saint Nicholas on the 6th of december or even later. But much mums and dads start way earlier! 😦

They start with getting your toy box out of the way and they get a tree in the house! You should inspect the tree carefully, from bottom to top! There might be squirrels or other funny beasts in it! Then you help your mum to put this long leash in it. This leash normally is too long for you and it has lights on it. Not to go out with for pee and poo! 🙂
After the leash the boxes with the balls arrive! That’s the most tricky part, my dear! Then you think: fun starts! No no, my dear little girl, fun does stop before it starts! Grandpa warned me tree years ago: don’t touch! I did touch, couldn’t stop myself trying… ohoh, mum was angry, very angry. Anyhow, I know now: don’t touch! No ball-business with these coloured balls!
And other little things appear! Yes, you got it! Don’t touch!

In the end, when all the work is done, you can go play with your favourite toy and make the Christmas music! Maybe your mum will fototoot you!
And above all: ignore the tree, the little-lights-leash, the balls… ignore everything!! Act as if it is not there! Then your mum and dad will say you are a good girl!

As usual, my dear Islay, I add some pics and a video, to be sure you understand the lesson. I’m in the teaching-business too, but you already knew that, I suppose! 😉

Have a nice Christmas over there in Berlin! Hugs to your mum and dad too!

Big hugs ❤

Your cousin Kita

PS Tell your dad not to ‘game’ too much foot on the computer! 🙂

As you know my mum is a library mum. When she is library mum, she is not at home. She also is my mum, then she is or at home or where-ever with me. But as you know she also is a cooking mum, me and she often cook together. Mum does not like cooking, but as you immediately understand I like cooking.:-) So does Chef Mauricee! He is much better cook then me and mum!

So sometimes I make myself useful. Surely in this case! Mum bought new pans. Pans to cook in! But the pans are wrapped up in big boxes. You can’t cook in boxes, that’s clear. Boxes have to disappear… If I’m lucky, mum agrees that I help to make disappear the big boxes! ❤ I make them “little”, that’s easier!

Few days ago I was lucky and very, very useful! Pics and movie prove it! 😉 Of course I needed a nap afterwards! …zzzzz…

Today we were at the seaside! A beautiful day it was after six days of grey clouds and rain…

I run a lot! Running business goes fine these days. 🙂
But listen to this! Since this morning, mum and me, we are together in a new business: footbottle! What I mean, wel footbottle! Others play football, we play footbottle. Mum filmed a part of it but her filmbusiness is not great: filming and footbottling at the same time does not function too good… 😦

This afternoon, we walked and looked at the birds…

Great times these seatimes! ❤

Dear Endora

Today is a very sad day, again! It is not enough that my grandpa Lennox and my grand-uncle Pol were crossing to the Rainbow Bridge in a few weeks time… No, today, you, my dear friend Endora made also your journey to the Bridge! 😦

Tell me, Endora, who is going to give me some good advice about fashion? You, as an aire-lady and aire-queen of bandana fashion, had such a good female eye for that! With years and years of experience… Because in June you celebrated your 12th birthday.
Dear Endora, and I still can’t swim… Got my plane-ticket not in time for some of your swimming lessons and for a good playtime. You keep an eye on me when I’m in the water, will you?

You were such a lovely lady and grandma to all of us! Dusty and Chef Mauricee, they will be sad too and, oh my dogness… there only will be men on those great pictures!

My grandpa Lennox explained me very often that life at the Bridge is as wonderful as here. And he was a wise men, so I believe him! So enjoy the marvellous times over there! And Endora, watch over your furry and human loved ones down here, they will miss you terribly!

Run free, aire-lady Endora, run free! ❤

Big, big hugs from Belgian Kita

PS 1: Did you take your queen-coach with you to tour around,  and some of all those nice Australian flowers too?
PS 2: Will you please say hello from me to my grandpa Lennox? Thank you so much!

Mum got me a present some time ago. This airelady got a real buffaloskin-bracelet. I was very proud about my bracelet… and then… 😉
Mum made a phototoot-comic about it… I’m not proud anymore, about my bracelet… 😦

Not proud anymore…