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

Home visit

My man family wellnessezni was going, a dog was left over. He was going concerned, Fletcherhöz, who is lengthy based on totting up, my half nephew. Odd fella, good big one, hairy, but too young to me. ( related) that why odd? Well... I would not want to spend the day in the garden where it is possible to run it of course sure if my armchair would be own on the middle of the living-room, to bark, na but all day long!? I had fun well otherwise, Fletcher's hosts are not the folyton-láb--lévő, örökké-stroking-asking for girl getting used to dogs, but they were valid bravely. Time was dry fortunately, more were plus with twenty hairy animals of a kilogram in the flat only in this manner, but the few shovelful muds entailing the potential rain were got away through. Once more köszi the hospitality, if I will be big I show my gratitude for it!

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.