It’s wednesday today! Mum says we have to wish a happy hump day to Ike and Sam and surely their buffalo’s! Well, to greet the last ones, mum made the perfect pics in the dogpark a few minutes ago! 😉 🙂 How that?

We met Elvis! Elvis is a very kind little fellow of 10 weeks old! (a chiwawa) So tiny… I never saw that before, not even at holidaymum’s place. His dad said I was a very, very gentle and soft lady. He would like all doggiegents and doggieladies to be like me! I asked my mum immediatly if she heard that good enough!

Because she was not pleased with me before Elvis came in the dogpark! Why? This lady refused to bring the ball back to her! Why did she throw it in the first place! If she wants it, she should keep it when she has it. That’s my strategy! 😉

I could keep the ball, mum wanted to leave the dogpark without me! Oh no, quick, I sit next to her. She puts me on the leash and I don’t have to give the ball???? I can take it home??? First a little fototoot with the flowers. She makes me take the ball and carry it all the way home, I tell you! She has to do something about her manners! A lady, walking in the street, with a ball!!! My dogness!
When we came home I did not touch that ball anymore! She can have it and keep it! 

We’ll see, Kita, we’ll see! You carry it back yourself this evening! 😉

After the carnival beast, well, it was not over yet! Another weird situation!

Me and mum, we take a walk in town. No carnival anymore, nice: less noisy! Lovely weather, so we like that! But my dogness… Look there! Wafwoefwafwaf! Why does the little dog not bark? Waf, grrr, woef!

Kita, shut up! Stop it!

Mum, but look, run! I’ll defend you! Wafwoefwaf!
Why is she laughing? Why, my mum, is she laughing? And why is she going nearer???? And look! That lady in the wheelchair is laughing too! Euh??? Shall I have a close look too? I’ll do some sniffing! This bear seems alright to me. Okay, mum, you can approach, it’s safe!
The laughing lady in the wheelchair is very friendly. I give her some kisses. She says I’m the sweetest dog ever! You hear that, mum, you hear it??? Oh, and she will take a picture of me, the bear and my mum. I can show everybody I have a bear-friend, she says. But it’s a bit a pity, the very nice lady says she doesn’t want to be in the pic too! Okay, that’s alright.

Mum says she is a lucky mum! Of course she is: she has me! 😉 Yes! And she also says she is lucky that I’m not afraid of noises: firework, thunder, music… whatever!
My grandpa does not like it. Imagine, my strong grandpa is afraid of thunder and firework… Something went wrong when he was young, thinks my dad…

Anyway, this week we saw a very noisy beast! Carnival!!! What a situation: very big, even very huge persons, musicians with noise and all the human children dressed as animals and wearing other stupid costumes! My mum is really lucky I’m not afraid, indeed. “Mais trop, c’est trop!” I had enough of it after some time and I pulled on the leash to go to the stairs in the park… For once, mum did agree???!!! She came with me??? To stairs??? She hates them, makes her back ache…

Well, this time, we went up all the way! 😉 I waited nicely for her, yes, I did… It was great up there: we saw the big, bizar persons too! 😉

We had to get back downstairs too… That’s not my cup of tea, then I’m very prudent! Must keep an eye on my mum, of course! 😉

Yes, this was a bit special, this long walk. Mum was very tired! Me, no! Not me, I’m never tired, I just needed a very long nap… 😉

When mum has a few holidays, we do all kinds of things. We went to the seaside few days ago (have still stories to tell about that!) and today we took the tram! YES!! And where did we go? We stayed in Antwerp, Yes, we did! 🙂 We went to the left bank of river Scheldt: Linkeroever. There’s a part of Antwerp too! A part with big buildings (see pics 12 and 15) but also…

There is that huge playground, where dogs are tolerated off the leash. It is not a dogpark with a fence, but it is huge and we, doggies, may off the leash. I had a nice time, really! Especially for the Silent Wednesday-gang, I have some news! I met a Welsh gentleman, called Tom! Ohlala, he is quite a guy! We played a lot! But he thinks he is bigger than he is… he had a stick, and not a little one… just see the pics (11)! Well, guys, I asked him about St. David’s day. He never heard of it, so I did explain to him! Now he is a real Welshie, I think!!!

And then, I played hide and seek with mum! At a certain moment I lost her! I really worried… what if she fell in the water? Or what if she does not know anymore the way back. So I looked for her… there she was, behind the bushes… pfff, should watch her more closely before she does stupid things!

I went in the water – not far of course, and mum tried to fototoot me… but, she took dad’s blinking box and … well, you should really look for me on some pics (23 and 24)… 😦 They are not all as the were meant to be… 😦 … that’s what I think about this fototoot. 😉

Some days, my mum is really stupid, really: more stupid is not possible! Most stupid of all mums! Hear this!!!

Mum and dad had a very good idea: to see if I was alright after my bizar illness, they took grandpa and me at the beach! No, that’s not a stupid idea, that’s smart! I admit that.
So, we are on the beach in the morning! Something incredible happens! We meet a dad with anothere airedale lady! Imagine! This airedale lady is Jara! She comes from ’t Asbroek too! Appears we are family! Her dad is Desmond! And Desmond is my grandpa, my real grandpa! So, that makes Jara my aunt. She is four years old. So these two ladies Van ’t Asbroek were playing at the beach!

Mum, mum, take the blinking thing and make pics for the friends! WHAT? You don’t have the blinking thing? And the black speaking box? NOTHING?
For the first time in my life, I meet an other airedale lady on the beach and my very stupid mum forgets the blinking thing! Is this stupid or is this not stupid?

In the afternoon we go again for a walk on the beach. Mum, don’t forget the blinking thing! Okay? Check! There we go! I saw her, mum didn’t. I started pulling on the leash! Mum, please, don’t be angry! Look! Look! There is Jara!

So we have pics! We only have pics: my stupid mum forgot to upload the battery… so battery was too low to film…

However: enjoy the pics! We played for quite a while! And afterwards… I was very tired….

This airedale lady is a very good assistant, yes, I really am! You can ask my mum, she’ll confirm. Yesterday, for instance…

Mum likes to crochet, when she has the time, of course. She is making a bedcover now. That’s not the first one, she already made seven others! But finally she started one for their own bed. Kind of smart, I think…

She already made some parts and she wanted to see the result. First some sewing and ironing. Grandpa and me were very good helpers as the pics show you! 🙂 It took some time… the time of a nice nap! 😉

Then we went upstairs to see the effect on the bed. I know I’m not allowed in the bedroom, and as a lady should, I waited by the door. And then I forgot for a moment that I’m a lady, I was just curious… as pic shows…
Yes, mum, it will be nice and it matches with the curtains! 😉

Last night… at 4 o’clock, me was making bizar noices and I was whining too. So mum got out of bed and came downstairs. We went outside for a while, but I did not pee nor did I poop. Mum said I was acting a bit silly and bizar. And everybody went back to bed. I did not want to go in my bed, I lay down beside my bed. Mum said I was acting very strange.

This morning I did not eat, really noting, I was standing in the kitchen, tail between my legs, head down… not eating, not drinking. When mum said: dogpark… up went my tail and off we went to the dogpark. Big pee, big poop. No friends, no play… But no run neither! Mum found it strange.
Back in: I did not eat, standing there as before, with trembling legs, then laying down… mum went to work, dad stayed home. I slept all day…

Mum came home… I did eat a bit but still acted very, very strange… Mum called the vet. Appointment 2 hours later.

You know what? Mum said I acted like a child with a toothache! When the child enters at the dentist’s, the tooth does not hurt anymore and the child wants to get out! I disagree firmly… I went in at the vet’s with pleasure, did not want to get out! Tail wagging, acting normal! Vet did not find anything special, althougd he did a lot of amusing and not amusing things! He said it must have passed. He still gave me a syringe, to be sure… On top of that: the scale… I gained two kilos (Google says: 4.4 pounds)

I went for a walk with mum, not far this evening… and now I’m sleeping again, laying next to mum’s chair. She says I ask for pity… after my ‘performance’ at the vet’s, it’s a bit strange, she thinks… She says: it’s not “to be or not to be, that’s the question”!!! The question really is: “to be ill or not to be ill?” Hopefully the vet is right and tomorrow is a better day…

Since a long time mum is complaining about the little house of Moby Dick… And she is right! His house is much and much smaller than my little house (when it is open and not folded to go somewhere…).

Moby Dick is about 8 years old now. When he came to live with grandpa Lennox and mum and dad, he was very, very tiny. Grandpa says: couldn’t see him swim in his house! He was not 3 centimeters long. (Google says: 1,1 inches). Now he measures about 14 centimeters = 5,5 inches (difficult to measure correctly, mum says!). His house is far to small! He once jumped out! 😦
But we have no place to put a bigger house for him! 😦  So first, mum was thinking about bringing him to their friends little pond in their garden. But grandpa en me explained very clearly he would miss the humans around!

And then, at sudden, there was the nice guy of the park-party! This human guy is the son of mum’s colleague! And he wants a pet, for years and years, but he is allergic to pets. His doctor said he could have a Moby Dick! The guy was pleased about that. His mum was telling that to my mum, accidently… And my mum had a great idea… You can guess???

Yes! Moby Dick is moving to this caring and loving human guy! The guy  buys a big house for Moby Dick (he is saving all his pocket money for it!), he has lots of space for it! And we? We can go and visit! 🙂 All’s well that ends well! 😉

Very often, when my mum shows pics of me and my tree, I mean: of me in my tree… Well, than people ask: and how high is that? How high is she, the lovely Kita?
I like the part when they call me lovely! 🙂

So me and mum decided to make some pictures that show clearly how high is high. I surely pity we did not do the fototoot before the cracking of my tree, which is a crack willow. Now I can’t go that high anymore. Mum is happy about that! 😦

So, early in the morning, when there is only the two of us in the dogpark, we tried several times to make “selfies”. Don’t know what that is, but I need a lot of patience then! Have to climb in the tree, which is fun 🙂 … have to stay there: fun too 🙂 … have to look at mum when there are other things to see: no fun! 😦

Mum is not tall at all… (1,54 m = 60,7 inches, Google says). But when she stands near the tree and I’m in the tree, well I could step on her head, I’m above my mum… 😉
Pics will show you a bit! I think we’ll have to ask grandpa Lennox to make the pics (mum disagrees firmly, as often!)… surely would be much clearer than this selfie-thing… but for the time being: have a look! 😉