WorldDogShow 2009 Bratislava, details

We woke up very early, traveled by car more than 2 hours. Fletch and Phini in the luggage rack, I with my owner on the rear seat. We stood in a queue, waited, parked, unpacked, waited, peed, waited, we beautified ourselves, waited. We were waiting together with lots of bearded collies.
The long expected English judge started a little bit chaotically, he did not really show concept in his choices at the dogs, he may have got into the routine at the bitches.
I was the fifth - as I reported on this early already – it’s a good result from the 21 beardie champion bitches at 3 years old!
Afternoon with Lenka, whom we met at EuroDogShow, wnet to the junior handler finale. We waited for a lot, we were many. We were left fewer and fewer in the BIS ring. When we were only three I was really anxious, but I may not have showed this of course. A very nervous Lenka was on the other end of the leash, and an possibly even more nervous owner in the auditorium!
We were the second, we strutted around proudly on the huge platform, before the flashes and the international cameras. My owner and Lenka fell gladly into each other's neck, they were proud terribly.
Me too, but I never reveal this to them.

5000!

I got the 5000th! I say thank you my kind readers, you helped to reach the half thousand - it's not bad from a bearded collie, I think.
I try to report on my days in the future, and the important happenings of the world.
I would like somewhat more reactions if I could ask something in consideration of the festive number (I have a feeling sometimes, that I write to myself, although the five thousand number defies it)!
Write!!!

Happy third birthday!

To whom? Of course, to me! And to Cromi in Sopron, and all C litter, anywhere they live!
So another year passed I am cleverer, maturer, widely-more traveled.
I became Interchampion in the past year, the visitor count of my blog increased, and I'll be the first pet in the future (I repulsed successfully the attack of a Cranberry rabbit, who lives here always yet though, but it lightened up, that not real rivalry).
I am satisfied with my life, but I am looking for new challenges constantly meanwhile of course.
These are still secret alas!

Babies!

Imagine, today onto a morning Bee kids were born! 6 little girls and 4 little boys, all are black and white. Hipp-hipp-hurrá for the new relatives!
Bee, look after them! Small, you grow onto big one, onto beautiful one!
We congratulate the happy family in the related name of all Black Cooper!

Mothers' day

Tamara awakened my housewife with a raised, thing showing with a bag and for a pot of rabbit nutriment early at the usual one today. Said a poem, conveyed the treasures then - the rabbit nutriment proved to be a flower, in the bag a clay a palm imprint was hiding. You may believe it, with enough stupid pictures the I assisted the events throughout.
Next Tamara enlightened, that he has Anyák Nap today! I was not informed about this of course, neither with a flower, neither tappancs I may not have prepared an imprint, but I was not able to send even a postcard to a mother. Not trouble, I replace it now then.
Kind Molly is a mom! Very much of his happy Anyák Nap wish in the name of 14 of your kids and 6 of your grandchildren! Enormous licking and mancsolásokat send, additional happy dog life, and yet much veteran BIS wish!

Cranberry

You will not believe it, what happened, since even I did not come even to myself because of the shock. My hosts to dine indultak,(ez there would not have been a tragedy of that size yet) but as many people as people went away got home always till now. Na, but yesterday! Tamara lugged a cake box, in which something stirred,. Something, the interesting smell of which was terrific,. Of course, how I jumped, and I wanted to look at it. That what? Back the rabbit! Who lived wriggled, gamboled, and was fragrant.
I believed it, this really kind surprise, I chase it well then, play hide-and-seek, we are running around a little bit. But did not happen in this manner of course. It was said, this the hosts', not free Luna, cute bunny, we do not bark at it, we do not pester it...
But when so exciting! Since then not too I can deal with something else very much.
With pretty, white, grey patches, a blue eye. The cranberry caught it at Inn name.
I hope for it because of that I am left over the first favourite, otherwise friendly character here, kind bunny there, I break his neck!

Again Easter!

I had misgivings on a Saturday a little bit already, bustle, cooking, baking, cellophane. Onto an afternoon all of the house was imbued with a delicate, penetrating ham smell already. This may be the Easter only!
It was. With Tamara egg and reward bite we hit hunting in the garden, in the evening big team blustering, but yes dear guest arrived. ONTO A HAM DINNER! I received some share, nyami... Tamara likes the albumen only in the future, I got my share of him this year in this manner the yellow. I did not ask horseradish, mustard, cookie I did not receive it of course.
I like it Húsvétot, particularly if the last year's one is büdöskeltő man seedlings stay at home now. You are the reek caster at least their devices are left at home.
For everybody beautiful, sonkában-tojásban-simiben rich, mancsolós, orrnyalós Húsvétot wish!

Fantastic gifts

I forgot an important thing almost! From the club dinner gazdiék they returned home with stunning gifts, as subsequent Christmas such. Cromi got a mug pair ornamented with everybody's own photo from brothers (with dog photos of course). Tamara got one, though I indicated that I would use the other one for my milk with pleasure, but my housewife nicks it according to me. He drinks more milk really.
From Blanka all dogs an received a framed drawing, which some is, nicely was made of a successful photo well. Very much likes, really apt, but to say neither is needed, did not get above my sleeping pillow, but the gazdiék his room! I will be obliged to photocopy!

It's raining

More than after three weeks of real, winter of minus now not really hosszúszőrű for dogs truth weather reigns into Zugló. Walk rag soaking-drying-drying-homok falling out from the fur coat, all this daily trebly, quite exhausting activity. Not only for the dog, but my housewife, who would be much happier according to me at this time,, a Mexican kopaszkutya birtokosaként.(azt shouts it from the kitchen, that this not too true!) The January otherwise not too interesting month, neither birthday, neither Christmas, neither any kind of holiday, only the grey one (and what kind of very grey one!) weekdays. May be, that I learn to fold a swan after all from a napkin!

New year, new life?

The peoples remarkably strange beings, but with this, I believe it I called new one nobody. The object of my present admiration the new yearly pledge folk game answering to a name. It, that ragged a night, it is believed in that manner, they have to make a fresh start radically, you are some terrific big one minimum change to introduce. I gathered it up who knows new one writes the frequentest topics! The 1. I grow thin/I put on weight. the 2. I do not smoke much. (of course, I do not understand it, then till now why!?) I do not drink, I do not play a gamble (, the ball and the Frisbee do not count as it?) The 3. more: I do sports, I read, I study, I work, I go on an excursion, I deal with the child/with the dog/ with the rest of the family's members. The 4. less: my reason, I have coffee, TV-zek, I use the computer, I work, I quarrel with the child/ with the dog/ with the rest of the family's members. The 5. learn: to cook, to drive, to set, to weave a basket, to paint, ikebanázni(?!) from a napkin to fold a bird, to build an Eiffel tower out of a match, to carve a rose from radish. I was thinking a lot. I am not neither fat, neither skinny. I do not smoke, I drink milk and water only. I do not go into a casino, onto a horse race only if there is a dog show in Kincsem Park. I believe it, all of my tasks dot enough deal, let it be a game, eating, relaxation, or ragging. It would be picked out rather strangely as soon as I fold a napkin. I am perfect with a word, quasi, without a pledge. Na, good, let him be. I grow my hair yet by special request.

New Year's Eve report

The New Year's Eve entertainment, Fletch turned out well playful company. Sometimes too much. Understood that we may not be playing difficultly whole night, and may be yet for us because the peoples do not sleep. I let my new sleeping pillow through for him onto this aim (as I promised it), but it occurred that he moored in my hosts' bed, that some ejnye-bejnyét pulled over after himself. A night is afraid once yet walked, and drop I was afraid though. My housewife's plan, that I sleep long in the morning unfortunately in this manner did not come in, (is afraid at the time of eight enthusiastically I awakened it) I do not believe in the fact that the night is in the middle of in this manner walks would turn into regular one at us. Na, not trouble, I catch up with it the daily one with three walks. Otherwise now full the pack, 6-10 dogs are running around in the cold, dark winter evening every day, while the gazdik prescriptions, mechanic phone numbers, program ideas, very educational councils are exchanged. Everybody has fun well with a word, the hairless two-legged one are cold occasionally only. But back they could be running around with us!

Happy new year!

The Christmas passed, unfortunately. Fluffyboynak was his truth again, really all the same, how the Christmas tree and the gifts get into the house on a what kind of road, cooks in order for the pack to be together! And my pack was a lot together, being expanded by other pack members occasionally, what meant an extra caress and your delicate wall. I found a new sleeping pillow, which I would have liked once already, though under the Christmas tree, I was most satisfied with a word. I received it yet sipit, Frisbee (what is a cat form), Artifical bones, rágcsákat, delicacies. I was very good according to Tamara, because of that. He was safe good one because he was richer with diverse treasure although I got a new sleeping pillow only. The riddle on a what kind of road the gifts arrived was not resolved otherwise, but this many secrets make the life more beautiful only. It turned out that I like the goose-liver, the Wellington steak, and the deer soup. Really harm, that his end for the Christmas! Those who read my blog regularly know that I did not really enjoy last year's Szilveszter. My hosts decided in that manner because of this, a dog guest is invited in order for me to have a company this year. Fletcher and his family arrive if he behaves well soon, may try even my new sleeping pillow! I wish everybody a happy, pack, playful new year!

Merry Christmas

I admit it I was worried about the Christmas somewhat for a long time. May be, that I watch television too much? I managed to gather in the next informations in the past weeks from the topic: the 1. the Santa Claus comes (already again?!) through the chimney. This not good, we do not have a fireplace. 2. A Mikulás comes flying reindeer on a sledge towed by, their leader Rudolf, the redly reindeer with a lighting nose. This so much absurd, how there is not a man/very. Are you a yes? The 3. Jézuska comes, brings the Christmas tree and the gifts. But he the was born now in order to catch it only to hold? The 4. the little angel comes, with tree, gifts. From him I have rather little name. The 5. nobody comes, the adults decorate the tree and it is laid underneath it ahead bought gifts. This sounds very realistically, despite this does not like. December the 24. there are two clocks afternoon. I believe it, everything comes to light soon, everybody talks about the Christmas only already. More tons of food was made, beautiful the decoration, the whole family are at home, a beautiful one given on all of them with a word to Christmas. For everybody caress, mancsolós, with delicate morsels full, affectionate, I wish a merry Christmas! Vau

There is Santa Claus really!

Mex Fluffyboynak was his truth in his comment totally, everybody has Santa Claus. His letter already only these cleaned boots a question disturbed a small one in the window, dared for me not only my clear but dirty boots sincs!( indeed, recently the state of my paws lets some kivánnivalót after himself) with a word, I did not have boots, but my weed woman waved some red sock ones: This yours, Luna. " with a comment, and it put it into a window. This with serious waiting filled, I slept hardly with a whole night. Onto a morning the window was his winter, mainly with choc of course, but my red socks were not left emptily! Delicate delicacies, Artifical bones, and dog choc was concealed in him, nyammi. I counted on him a little bit, when the Santa Claus will not be hungry how gets here, and does not ask the gingerbread exposed to him and milk, (I like both very much) but onto a morning the bowl, even the apple put out for the reindeer were empty lost. But it was deserved, for Tamara ( and of course for me) you give a big joy. Everything could be Santa Claus on a week!

Who is that Santa Claus?

Tamara keeps recalling some Santa Claus constantly (who brought me to him supposedly) , I get birch only instead of delicacies otherwise in order to be good. First what the hell that birch, secondly I may not be better already at this. But I expect the Santa Claus for all cases increasingly more excitedly. The dogs have own Santa Claus, and if he is not, then it man from where knows it, what the dogs would like? I believe it I write a letter to him sure, which is safe, with my wishes. I sleep on this, not too so plain to find one's way out, we the few things that I would like inevitably.

I am here again!

For everything reading big apology and paw nyújtogatós simi, but possibly the autumn depressed one his reason, how the writing was not going. The first snow, the big fan of which I am, fell however on a Monday, and as if the grey fog would have flied away from my heart. I hope for it very much at least! With the pack enormous one we were running around, we were throwing snowballs at Tamara, gazdival we shoveled snow, I adore the winter, mainly if duly snow-capped mountain! Much interesting one did not happen otherwise. Tamara was 4 year one, which entailed many celebrations, a party and a gift,. Barbiek and the ponies quite coldly let, a new bed got however. The bed cca. 120 cent tall ones, Tamara and my weed woman built up a superb bunker under it, from rugs, pillows, plush animals, with a word for an all kinds of dog liking, pihe-puha from a thing. And I am allowed to slip! We are playing together even, we sit around only scratching a stomach even (of course, that mine!) you are even only alone I am lying the macikon, anyway stunning entertainment.

Birthday

I wish a happy birthday to all of C litter brothers, particularly to Cromi and of course for myself!
I hope the owners neither forget the celebration, and surprise us with some delicacies, toys!

We made it!

We have my 1500th visitor, my brother, Cromi. Congratulate, and although I know that your heart desires Cuban summer holiday for two, unfortunately you have to do with a surprise something tinier!

Round number

Manowner was the 1499th, Fletch was 1501st, who was 1500th?!
Voting ended with a tie, though the family council decided that we remunerate the enthusiasm with a consolation prize. Fletcher, you may expect some kind of surprise when I'm back from holiday. Read the blog till then of course.
Breaking news... Cromi brother is the lucky winner, details later

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.