Mum was decided to choose the title of today! Nothing to do about that… She is the stubborn one… So, what do I do? I give in. She says you have to be old enough to see the wink that goes with it! My dogness, mum says  silly things these days… that’s because of all that work this month! My dogness, my dogness!

Anyway, I’ll tell you what this is all about. Last Tuesday, we came to the dogpark and mum said we’d better stop complaining about this and do something about it. There she had a less silly point, for once she was damned right. So before going into the park, she took the blinking box and made some pics, I waited patiently this time. If I agree, I agree and I don’t act as a silly dog, you should understand! 😉

She said she would mail these pics of this incredible situation to the “ombuds-lady” of the city to ask her to do something about this!

What do you ask? What was wrong? Since weeks the dustbins are too full with poop-bags… Weather is hot, imagine the smell that goes with it!!! Mum always says: complaining only never changes something… you have to act constructively.

Result of the mail? Ombuds-lady did a nice job! On wednesday morning everything was clean, grass had been mowed and we are ready for more summer. Mum says, there is a lot to say about this city but she likes the ombuds-lady, although she never met her…

Thanks lady and cleaning-guys!

Oh, my dogness! They are great! They are smart! They are kind! They are so helpfull!

Who? How do you dare to ask this question? TnT of course! Who is TnT, my grandpa asks… Grandpa, you’re getting old, I already told you this, but I tell you again!
Tnt are Tarquin and Tyee, my Oklahoma friends! There is Karma too, who can climb in trees

and Cricket, who pees like me sometimes. But, as they say, back to where we were!

These smart guys explained about the candid camera!! For all those who missed it and who want to know what candid is… here is their answer to my question! You always can count on these guys!

Tnt:
“Kita, candid pictures are secret pictures. Candid is like secrets stuff you don’t want the other humans to know . . . just your mum or Grandpa Lennox or maybe no one else at all.

You are being candid when you take an apple from the bowl without permission while no one is looking. You are not being candid if you eat that apple in front of your mum, though. Hiding under the bed to eat the apple is candid. Hiding outside behind a bush to eat the apple is also candid. Getting caught is not very candid.

When you are being a spy to investigate new stuff like a package your mum got in the mail, you are candid if your humans aren’t around somewhere.. Candid happens when you are secretly following a varmint along the riverbank or down a train. Try not to bark, though. That’s gives away your position and you are no longer candid. In the US we call it being “made.”.

Your mum can take secret pictures of humans. However, she can’t take them of you and Grandp Lennox because you always know she is going to take your picture if she has her blinking box with her. That’s the way Mums are.”

Thank you so much, guys! Hugs, Kita

This morning mum and me went into town, we went to the market on the marketplace! You remember I told you that there are not many airedales in Belgium? And that I often feel as a celebrity because people always look at me and give comments? When my coat is very curly, it is incredible… sometimes it bothers mum really!

Mum says she needs a candid camera to film all the reactions! I don’t understand that. I have to ask some “esplanations” at TnT, they know everything about ‘candid’, I saw on the tv-typing-machine! Guys, can you “esplain” me, please?

Anyway, just for fun, mum started counting… Counting all the times she heard people make a remark about me, in Dutch, in French, in English and even in German, while we passed. Guess what? In less than one hour time, she counted 61 remarks! I asked grandpa if that is a lot or not. He says it is very much, even he can’t count that far! he says he is happy to be a labrador! 

And then I don’t mention the two times, people spoke to us… and asked information about ‘that breed’… Mum explained a lot and I waited patiently, as a lady should do!

Mum had no black-talking-box and no blinking box, so today I choose one old pic…

It’s a coloured day, my mum says… my mum is not only my mum, but she also is a library-mum. Today one of the students brought my mum some flowers because she is loved as the library-mum. That does not surprise me, I love my mum too! 😉 Flowers are very beautiful, mum showed them to me!

After dinner we went out for a walk. We did not enter the dogpark because there was that doggie mum is a bit afraid of (me too, a little bit, doggie pinched me in the buttocks few times one day and I did not like it!!). So we did a nice walk. I don’t mind, new smells and so on always interest me!

Then we met the little nuts-house with all the colours! Mum likes this kind of streetart which makes streets less dull! We already did fototoots with others too. 

We also saw two very, very big trees. Mum says the picture is too small for me and the whole tree! 😉

Now I need a nap, of course! 🙂

Mum, listen, I know you have lots of work, mountains of work, but listen, you promised to show me the fototoot with the daisies. The fototoot I did not want to look at you!

What do you say? First to the green clothes people? Of course not with me, but with grandpa Lennox. This morning his back paws weren’t working anymore. Mum had to help him out of his bed because he wanted his breakfast badly. Of course: he lives for his breakfast and dinner, my grandpa. It’s only his paws that bother him, he always says, not his stomach. So this evening, off to the green clothes with him. He got an injection again, pure steroids. Mum hopes he will be ready for the Olympics again, tomorrow…

Then we went to the dogpark, not many friends when it is raining! Back home! Work again??? 😦  No, mum, you promised: after the green clothes! She says: okay! 😉 Lots of pics and I was able not to look at mum. That was difficult, but I did it. I only looked at the daisies! I was pleased with myself, mum was less pleased with me! Hahaha… that happens… 😉

Now, I have this beautiful harness! Thanks, mum, I’m so proud about it. So I want to show myself, of course, just as a lady does!

There is just this annoying problem! A real beauty-issue! My dogness, I’m so embarrassed! I explained it to my mum, she did not agree! What did you expect?   😦

My coiffure is in a real “bad day” these days! My dogness, yes! My curls don’t curl as they should! Embarrassing, no? I think so! It looks like a bush growing on my left side. And I could live with that, I turn my nice side to you, you see, to show my harness!
BUT… there is the problem in the middle of my back! Seems as if wings are growing there! I’m so ashamed! Everybody who admires my harness, sees it! I asked mum to brush it again! Nothing to do about it, “it” always gets “up” again!   😦

Mum says I have to be patient! We’ll go to the hairdresser’s within a month! A month!!! Mum, can’t you do some ‘scissoring’, as you did around my eyes? No way, she says!   😦

I pity myself… can’t laugh today!

Today I’m still very tired! How come? Because of yesterday! That was a pretty filled day, no time for naps…

First we went to the dogpark in the morning! It really was gent’s day over there! My dogness, all those machos wanting to be the biggest macho! Even my grandpa wanted to act like a six year old… Mum says he’ll never learn! He always was the boss and wants to stay the boss, that’s a clear thing! So, I was the only female and completely ignored by all the rest. But I was happy about that! I was quietly alone in my tree during the rough playing and the fighting! Blinking box missed the fighting of Duke (dalmation) and Django (border collie) (Lennox barking all the time!) though, mum was too surprised… I saw it coming, she didn’t. 

After lunch I could come in the car with mum, sitting next to her and cuddling… 🙂 Where did we go? When we stopped, I did not know where we were! Never been there before! We go in! What a surprise, this is a petshop! And look! That’s mum’s human pup! I see, she works here now since about six weeks! Of course she likes that! And me too! Pic was taken! And I got a new little harness to go to the dogpark. The human pup knows about aire-lady fashion! It suits me very well and it fits to my new collar! (You see this, Molly and Winnie?)

So after the shopping, I had some showing to do! Of we went for a walk and  to the dogpark to show my new harness! I’m a very proud lady!

Coming home, I had a nice ‘meeting’… Long time, no see: the cat of the neighbours. I’m a little afraid of him… Sssstttt, don’t tell anyone! When I was 8 weeks old, I met him for the first time and then he was an angry one! But now we are distant friends. I want to play but he never wants. He sits and looks at me… But he is nice, very nice! Neighbour (his dad) says he is surprised we get along so well. No fighting with this doglady as he otherwise does! Neighbour does not know aire-ladies don’t want to fight, I think… 😉

There are a few sentences we fear, grandpa and I. When mum says: I’m going to do some cleaning…… Then we both try to be the most invisible dogs ever! Are we afraid of the vacuum cleaner? Oh no, what are you talking about, we even sleep through that noise! What the problem is?

Before the vacuum cleaning starts, we get brushed. Grandpa does not like it, so I don’t like it. I learned that very quickly. I’m not afraid of storms, grandpa does. During the first storm with mum (when I was 11 weeks old), we went outside in the rain and wind and thunder and lightnings because I should not be afraid of it and because I should not copy the behaviour of grandpa. Very smart mum… but for the brushing, mum was less smart… so, I imitate grandpa and I don’t like it.
Smart mum brings grandpa in another room now when I’m brushed, and then I don’t mind that much. Can’t loose my face before grandpa, can I?

So, today was brushing time! Mum puts on the ugly trousers (that’s the signal)… Brushing time is treats-time too! That’s the good part! I asked mum to film a little bit (not all, it takes too much time) and to make pics!

And then??? She said something about grooming only in the beginning of july. She can’t see my eyes anymore? Scissors? Who is that? Oh, grandpa is not here, I can’t ask him. More treats? I got a bit suspicious. What’s that? She opens the treats-bag with that thing too… 
Guess what? My mum “scissored” the hairs away around my eyes! I was a very good girl, she said. But I kept my eyebrows of course! My doggie-mum’s dad would be very proud of me, she said. She says, I have such beautiful eyes she wants to see them! This time I agree with her!