Sunday and we get up that early? Something is in the air!… What is she saying, my mum? A fast break in a castle?

Breakfast with friends, Kita! In a castle: Kasteel Rivierenhof!

Never mind that fast break, we first go for a training she says, so I will be a good girl…
Okay for me! I like these early trainings when we are alone in the dogpark. Never train this way when there are other dogs around! Yes! Why? I teach my mum to throw a ball!  I teach her that she has to throw it as far as possible. She’s a good learner! And me, I’m the youngest one of the two of us, so I do the running and the fetching! You understand that running and fetching is nothing for my mum, of course!

Until few weeks ago I didn’t understand the fetching-and-bringing part, but since I know I have to train my mum’s throwing, I bring her the ball back in stead of running further away. Without bringing no throwing… and no treat for me!!! 😉

Good girl! You’ll learn it! Great! 17 times! That’s for our record-book! 🙂

And now we are at this huge house, a castle, and mum and dad and the friends are having that fast break. I have my little bone. When we leave our table to go out and sit in the sun, the humans at the other tables are very surprised to see a beautiful airedale-lady leaving too! I was a very good girl, laying next to my ‘breaking’ mum!

I’m quite proud of myself… On thursday, this morning and in the castle my mum was very pleased with me and my good manners. Why on earth do you wonder, mum? I’m a real airedale-lady!! 😉

Ah, wat een vondst! Gitte, kom kijken!! Wat denk je hiervan? Wel zwaar, hé?

Hela, ik heb het wel gevonden, niet afpakken, hoor! Neen, ik wil er nu mee spelen… Dit wordt weer zo’n touwtrekgevecht. Oei, Gitte heeft het! Airedale-verstand gebruiken nu, voorzichtig…

En wie wint er? En loopt er mee heen???

For the German friends: scroll a little further for a version without music, 😦 that will work overthere…

Today I had a “rendez-vous” with Kato and Jaimie, two Irish Woulfhounds. But their mum was ill today, so they weren’t allowed to come. Weather was good so my mum said we could go anyway…

She often has great ideas, my mum (and often not, when she is stubborn!!), but today’s idea was supersplendidfantastic! What did we do? We went to a place, a very very very very big place the humans call Linkeroever.
My mum never wanted to go there as long as I didn’t ALWAYS came on her command! Because that place is very big, has no fence like other dogparks in town and dogs can get lost there… or killed if they run to the highway… My mum knows that I don’t want to loose her or I don’t want her to be killed by a car and when she falls in the water, well… 😉 – So I did agree: mum’s safety first! 😉

After almost  two years of training (really necessary, I admit!) with the whistle-language… (tut-tut-tuuuuut means: come now here as quick as you can), I was already off the leash at the seaside a few weeks ago. And I behaved as a good girl, a very good girl. So finally we went today to that place all my friends talk about!

And me???? I was the best girl ever! Mum was so proud of me and all the compliments she got of other mums and dads saying I’m such a nice and lovely and cute dog and that I obey so well!

I barked once to say that I’m not just any dog: I’m an airedale-lady! And I was real proud of myself! 😉

This morning was rather rough! In the dogpark, my friend Gitte had lots of energy, too much energy… lots of too much energy! The judo-wrestling of today was complicated! But after a few moments I was out with an ippon!
My mum, this time, had the little blinking thing ready so there is a proof of this ippon-situation! (see below!)

But at noon, the human puppy of my mum came over for lunch! Well, pup… the human pup is already 26 years old… She has two dogs too! Shasta (malamute) and Goofy (Berner Sennen). But they didn’t come with her today. That’s a pity! Anyway when she comes, that’s cuddling-time! Oh, yes!

After lunch and dinner (at coffeetime) I’m allowed to cuddle, I can get on the knees of my mum or dad and look around over the table. But I may not touch the table! Mischief of the day: I put my head on the table. And nobody said a word?????!!!!!!!! The cuddling went on! Just once, my mum said! I know that word: just once! 😉

I was soooooooo happy with al this attention and cuddles (Not that I don’t get cuddles all the time… ;-))  … so the rest of the day I was a very, very good girl. Mum was proud of me in the store: I did not bark, I sat down and waited when she said so, I didn’t pull on the leash on the way home, not one moment! Mum was soooooooooooooo happy too! She said she thinks that one day, I’ll be (maybe) a perfect aire-lady.

That’s what she hopes, yes! 😉

This time, my mum really understood the issue! I don’t want to be an Easter-bunny! Anyway, who wants to be a bunny, to be honest?

Me? I prefer to be an Easter-chocolate egg! Although I may not eat them… 😦
I’m sweet, I’m soft, I’m coloured (for this occasion)… I’m everything to be an easter-egg!
So for every one out there: have a nice Easter-Sunday. And for those who don’t live in this crazy egg-Easter-world: have a nice day!!! 😉

My dad, my grandpa Lennox, my mum and me, we were at the dogpark this morning. My mum made some pictures while I was having fun. I’m always having fun at the dogpark, so I asked her to shoot some pictures! They aren’t neat, she says, because we were moving too much. Don’t worry, mum, I don’t mind, I show them anyway and I’ll give the explanations! 😉

On the way home we met Kiva, on her way to the groomer’s. Well, I think my grandpa is quite big, bigger than me, but see Kiva! My goodness! And yes, she needs to go to the hairdresser’s. Didn’t see her this evening. I only saw her dad, he said she should stay inside, too cold without her ‘coat’ on! (I had to laugh a bit, didn’t show it though! Could hurt his feelings…)

Daar is de boekentas. Het vrouwtje ook natuurlijk. Wat zegt ze, dat ze het nu wel even gehad heeft? Wat?
Vrouwtje, zullen we op pad gaan? Even janken en blaffen aan de deur. Ze zal het wel begrijpen! Waafwaf!

Ja, Kita, we gaan buiten.

Wat zeg ik je! Zie je wel! We gaan naar de tram! Yes! Oei, we stappen hier al af, dat is bij de groene schorten. Oeioei, wat nu? Oh, is het dat maar? Ik moet op de weegschaal. Ik ga flink zitten rondkijken op het weegvlak. Die mevrouw met dat kleine hondje vindt me uitermate flink! Wat is dat nu weer: uitermate?
23,600 kg. Dat is flink voor zo’n mooie airedale-lady als ik. Ik heb ook flink gesport: zwemmen in zee, judo met Gitte en hardlopen met veel vriendjes! 😉

Gaan we sporten? Zegt ze dat?! Yes, we gaan naar de Harmonie-speelwei! Hiphoi! Die Duitse herder is een opdringerig geval, kom vrouwtje, we gaan naar huis.
Op de tram ben ik superflink! Dat zegt mijn vrouwtje toch! 😉

Today I have to tell something to an overseas friend! Her name is Gracie and she is much younger than I am… She has two lady-friends at home and her mom likes to make ‘fototoots’ of them. Nice pics, show you one my mum voted for. I hope they win!

Photoshoots, Kita, photoshoots!

Listen: weeks ago, my mum was at the computer and she had to laugh (happens often when she looks at pics of airedale-friends). She said: this is a funny expression I never heard before… She read: “Gracie is on my list”. One of the humans at Gracie’s house wrote that!
Gracie chewed on a cable! An important cable! (Well done, Gracie, at least I understand you had fun!) Little left of the cable…

Since that moment I do everything to be funny too! I try everything to be on a list too! Well, since yesterday evening I’m on my mum’s list… but I don’t think it is as funny as that… I think I don’t want to be on a list anymore…

What did I do? I was “sleeping” in the bed of my grandpa Lennox… He let me take a nap there… And me, stupid me, real stupid me… What did I do? I chewed on his new bed, only few weeks here, that bed!

Ohohohoh, I wished I didn’t! Mum was angry, very angry. So was my dad. Mum didn’t laugh this time! But I am on her list now! 😉
Will be pretty difficult to get off… 😦

Ik snap er allemaal niks van… Vrouwtje en baasje luisteren naar de radio: koudste 24ste maart sinds 1876, of zoiets. Veel sneeuw? Tot 10 cm? Jaja, dat snap ik wel! Gisterenmorgen alweer dat witte spul, overal! Dus in de wei hollen in het witte goedje! Helemaal alleen, er waren geen vriendjes! Ik klaag niet, mijn vrouwtje ook niet! 😉

Nadien mocht ik mee naar Meerhout. Daar was maar een heel klein beetje van het witte spul en we zaten binnen: ik weet niet goed hoe ’t vrouwtje het noemde: bush of zoiets!

Brunch! Kita! Brunch!

Nu ja, bushen deden ze! Het rook heel lekker en ik kreeg niks… euh, jawel: mijn eigen kauwbeentje.
Ik ben 3,5 uur heel braaf geweest, maar toen was ik het beu en heb ik nog een half uur een beetje lastig gedaan… een beetje maar, echt waar! Ik ging altijd rechtstaan en ik heb een beetje gejankt! 🙂

En vanmorgen? Nog van het witte spul, en lelijk bevroren! Maar joepie, Gitte is terug van Twisterhof! Eerst een robbertje judo – toen had het vrouwtje natuurlijk het blinkend doosje niet klaar – en later hebben we met de bal gespeeld (wel op de film!!). De bal van opa Lennox! 😉