Tuesday, January 13, 2015
He is that handsome gentleman standing beside Kenzo. A rescue from Thailand who came to live in Denmark, with some of our closest family.
Over in Thailand, in the rescue that took him in, Lanta Animal Welfare, he acquired quite the reputation. Through the years, Dok-Dek wore down volunteer after volunteer on his insatiable walks, and he was the welcoming committee for dog after dog that went through the rescue.
Saturday, January 10, 2015
But please hang around if you would like a look behind the scenes, or want to discover some new pet blogs on the link-list at the bottom of this post.
Friday, January 2, 2015
Monday, December 29, 2014
There were a lot of highs and lows, and you probably both shed a tear and laughed with me along the way.
It was certainly colored by Tilde, and how the start of her story as the The Last Rescue From The Hovawart Puppy Mill ends, to give birth to hope and a new life through her adoption by us.
Friday, December 26, 2014
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Tilde stopped in her tracks, closed her mouth and took one step back.
Even for Miss Social herself, it was a lot of people, looking at her all at once in a new environment.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Congratulations! I hope you and Zerline will enjoy your balance training with the disc as much as we did. Or maybe you would like to use it for your doggy clients in your dog training school, de Spoorlijn.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
"Really?", I mumbled in surprise, stunned to hear such a statement coming from him. He knew Kenzo since puppy-hood and never seemed to approve of the grown-up dog, Kenzo had become.
Actually, he always has been Kenzo's biggest critic. When Kenzo was young, my friend always had something to complain about. Kenzo didn't listen. Kenzo pulled the leash. Kenzo barked. Kenzo was never happy to see him. Kenzo .... and the list goes on - I agree on the never happy to see him point though, and fully support Kenzo in that excellent choice.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
We had a bad week over here. First, we learned that Kenzo's best friend Joska the Viszla had passed. Then our cat, Jule, also passed.
Loss had hit once more, and we were automatically drawn to travel to the West-coast. Away from human troubles and every day life. In a place that for us like no other embodies the end of the world, and where nature does its work of repairing the soul. Maybe we could pick up a sign from Joska and Jule they were ok, once we were there, too.