Friends, pals, the evening pack

The big, an evening pack walk is afraid every day seven is. Our hosts' 13-15 years each other are known, since everybody makes the second generation be walking already. As soon as offered, I present the dog members of the pack to you. I mentioned my best friend already, he bandit, the coffee silver *törpeschnauzer boar. Although he is smaller, than I, we know enormous ones to wrestle and to run around together. There is not so much hair on his back unfortunately, than for me, needs nursing often after the bigger games in this manner. His housewife, Erzsi it I pótgazdim, when the real ones leave. Likes me very much, but unfortunately his garden, that not an onto the jumping of 20 kilogram livelily dogs he is found out. With a word, after some days of feasting really onto a considerable restoration there is need the flowers, carrots, strawberries and between lettuces. Constant walk companion Rozi, the Alsatian mix bitch, with who we have constant discords, which are not serious,, but we have to decide it slowly who the lord, that is the dominant bitch in the pack (I). Of course, if we do not deal with the discord just, good ones we are running around, and we drive the fellas. Boby, the setter Irish boar one, who well can be chased. We three people we are of the same age cca., Boby likewise successful on the exhibitions. His real name Crawford Flicker of Hope , and 2007 most fruitful young setters Irish were his boars. But from this yet totally normal, good ones may be with him on the filling up and down to run around. Joins the gang rarely simply unfortunately patch, the *border(bordűr) *collie(colié). Anybody may say anything, the common ancestry counts still. Is not yet on a very similar manner we would be playing, we would wrestle and we would leap. May be with him the biggest hearts to run, and the *legjóízübbeket(legjóízűbbeket, legjóízzőbbeket) to roll about. Patch *agilityzik, we bump into each other on the exhibitions sometimes and we are glad about each other. Döme pops up occasionally, the golden retriver; Döne, the westie; Berci, the Hungarian retriever; and Fidó, the *boxer(boxét, boxé). The essence it, that the dog (some sátoros disregarding a holiday and a tempest) is never walking alone. But at what we are in more, at it bigger the party, and than you saw it, apart from me only Rozi the bitch, there is not a fan in admirers in this manner deficiency.

Icy Easter, stinking girls

The Easter an really for a dog truth holiday, at least on the time of the ham cooking. Delicate fragrances flew, ham, cookie, brioche. These lasted until a Monday when men giving themselves out to sprinklers and man seedlings are stinking waters were watered for the family's female members onto his head, and this the terrible *katymaz the first hair wash dominated the airspace of the flat (*hééé(gélé, élé, léé, hété), I am a dog, very sensitive my nose!). I got a ham-bone otherwise, *rágcsákat(rágcsálta, rágcsált, rácsékat) and games, supposed from the bunny, but why was his host smell instead of the rabbit smell then? The boiled egg good invention, dared mainly I the sárgáját, Tamara likes his white though - we divided fairly with a word. I do not get choc and cookie, it is said not for a dog truth. From where it is known when they are not dogs!? Na all the same, an Easter was beautiful despite the lousy time and I got away through sprinkling yet.