Monday, October 26, 2009

Winter Time

I am sure that who established the clock readjustment folk game never had a dog. Or never walked it. What makes no difference may not have been a totally neat man. I do not know, what people believe about this (of course, my owner told the official energy saving version yesterday), but the dogs are sitting uncomprehendingly before the event. Literally. In the usual time, I started preparing for the pack walk before half past six, waited, I came in and out, waited... the time filled up, they told me to relax, and the lengthy explanation about the winter time, only the leash did not come. Everybody watched television, continuously sent me to rest. I sat in front of the TV in order to be seen clearly, the unfortunate beardie, whom nobody takes out to walk. My lengthy fight won its reward finally, we went to walk with big delay, owners said I get used to it. Why the people find like this out?! I do not want to get into the routine!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Autumn

Autumn arrived. It is not cold yet, but falls, grey and slush. Some ancient nostalgia procures into his power always at this time, the Scot I think of countries where my ancestors herded the lambkin between weather conditions like this. May have been beautiful, slushily, slushily, but to scratch along making most important work.
I wake up always of course next from the reverie, and I realize it, that with a lot, but much pleasanter in the dry room, to rest on the soft pillows while my stomach is being scratched...
Even then, if many people they last for a lazy, work-shy dog.
But there are not sheep here, I am unemployed rightfully with a word!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

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!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Whimsical vernal days

Here the spring, now already according to the calendar and the stars. The weather is thinking yet. Daily one or two clocks willing tavaszlani, but the winter arranges the others in his ticket yet. Though Tamaras threw the soup baby in in the kindy into the Rákos brook in order for it to be chased away already the winter, indeed the Easter ornaments turn up slowly - today froze after all in the morning!
Not trouble, I am renewed already spiritually. I do a cleanse, with some fresh grass, a little bit fogyózok because some people kept recalling it, that but you look well, Luna!, and to Andi I registered for cosmetics.
The world is interesting otherwise. The man ladies would like to get rid of their hairs at this time, the dog girls they are struggling along at what to put an implement onto longer hair, particularly the beardie girls.
Finish spring, I support you!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

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.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

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.