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Thursday, July 6, 2017

Tilde, Meet Zerline. Zerline, Meet The Wild Thing


The sight of Tilde coming around the corner caught Zerline's eye and immediately aroused her curiosity. She quickly trotted forward to meet that dog, who must have looked a lot like her mother Amber to her.
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Thursday, June 29, 2017

Goodbye Rules, Welcome Grandparents


Tilde seems to know that once a year, when the grandparents make the long trip to Denmark for a visit, it signals the return of a window of opportunity in which everything once again is allowed. It will mean a short break from her mature life, maybe even a return to puppy-hood. For her, and just maybe, for all the involved too.
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Monday, June 19, 2017

The Paradise Of Senses


I am thoroughly enjoying some of our last hikes in which it will be just Tilde and me before Zerline will join our family. Tilde has become such a great hike buddy over time. We're such a good team now, both on the threshold of the next chapter, holding a new adventure for us all.
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Monday, June 12, 2017

Feeling Involved, Puppy Buyer 2.0


Since the puppies were born, I get up at the for me unholy hour of 6:30 am, to turn on the computer and check out Atie's daily blog update about the puppies hoping for a glimpse of Zerline before I even make coffee.
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Monday, May 29, 2017

Conversations With A Hovawart #3: Mission Puppy


The line seems to have died. "Hello Tilde, are you there?"

After a long pause, Tilde answers. "It depends... Remind me again, what place are you visiting today in your attempts to ignore me?"
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Monday, May 22, 2017

My Territory


Tilde takes her responsibility to expel any intruders from her property quite seriously.
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Friday, May 19, 2017

Snake Encounters, A Narrow Escape


Nobody got hurt and Tilde is fine.

Our latest encounter with a viper, the only venomous snake in Denmark, almost went terribly wrong. I hadn't noticed the snake until it already was too late. It was warming itself in the morning sun, still sluggish, and didn't move out of our way in time, what it normally would have done.
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Thursday, May 18, 2017

Having Fun Is Not Optional


Last Saturday, Emil was our guest. It was a lot to take in for him, being away from his "mom" and caretaker, Dina, for a whole day.
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Monday, May 15, 2017

Running The Wet Gauntlet


One moment you're playing with your toy in the surf, imaginary rescuing it from drowning, just to cruelly throw it back and rescue it again. Suddenly you hear a rumbling sound approach and you realize you lowered your guard, carried away by all the fun you're having.
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Monday, May 8, 2017

Conversations With A Hovawart #2: Phone Home


I am on my way home from a trip to Århus in the North of Denmark and decide to phone home, anxious to hear if Tilde is behaving.
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Monday, May 1, 2017

Conversations With A Hovawart #1: Treasure Hunt


"I think I am on to something."

"Good girl, Tilde! Keep on searching!"

We have been training to search for money lately. It seems premature to expect too much. On the other hand, it is not the first time I have underestimated my own ridiculously fabulous dog training skills.
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Monday, April 24, 2017

Conversations With A Hovawart


Lucky me. I just read on the Internet a study finds "talking to your dog is a sign of intelligence." Which is good news. I am not turning old and senile after all. On the contrary. My conversations with Tilde are a sign of a sharp mind and cunning wit.
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Friday, April 21, 2017

Remind Me Again, Who Rescued Who?

Today three years ago, we went to the shelter to rescue Tilde, ignorant of the fact we would board a roller-coaster without brakes that very same day. Words like mischief and mayhem have a whole new meaning to me since then.

It was a good day. I remember how Kenzo and Tilde followed each other all over the place when we got home. Just smiling and enjoying each other's company.



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Monday, April 17, 2017

The Nose Knows


Easter honored its reputation for new beginnings, the start of Spring, and the return of light. The weather took a turn for the better and with time-off from work we had ample time on our hands to play "Lost", one of our favorite games. In "Lost" we get dropped in unknown territory and let Tilde's nose decide which path to take.
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Monday, April 10, 2017

A Tale Of Two Easter Bunnies


Once upon a time, during an Easter holiday.
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Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Please Don't Leave Me


We waved goodbye to Emil. He had just visited Tilde and looked back at us one last time from the car's rear window. One of the best things of returning to Copenhagen is to see the two of them reunite for a play date. They are more than best friends. Tilde adores him. He is her shining star and idol. If Tilde would have been a teenage girl, the walls of her room would be covered with posters of Emil.
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Monday, April 3, 2017

A Hovawart's Throne

Hovawart on her throne

Every Hovawart has a throne and Tilde is no exception. She has an issue though. Her throne is standing back home in Copenhagen, a long way from where we normally stay on the West coast. She was reunited with it last week when we made a visit home.
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Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Tilde's Revenge And The Return Of The Seal

This is how it started:

https://www.instagram.com/p/BRqeAc4hOv9/

The story could have ended right there and then with the aforementioned bath but with Tilde sometimes endings need to be rewritten.
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Monday, March 13, 2017

Hovawart TV: Hurry Up!

When you are a Hovawart - or any dog for that matter - you know what is most important.

One of your family members getting further and further away, even if she is occupied in her search for amber, is definitely a no-go.

But how do you make that douche-bag in the rear to get it? Hurry up for pete's sake!



https://youtu.be/dGoqTnSCOcQ


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Thursday, March 2, 2017

Hovawart TV: A Farewell To Winter

With Winter officially ending, so does our Winter adventure on the West-coast.

It is isolated on the West-coast this time of year. Shops and restaurants close. Tourists leave. Roads even close. Most locals close off their cottages too, as they are not build to withstand the cold of Winter when the relentless forces of nature reveal themselves and storms and freezing rain-showers batter the West-coast to change it into a barren wasteland.

In other words, perfect for a man and his dog.


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