Kenzo the Hovawart

"Watch out!" I shouted to Merete who stepped forward to reach for Zerline's leash. Too late. With Tilde already pulling her...

"Let's mark the occasion!" I shouted during our morning walk, and started to draw the letters in the sand.

"That's a bad habit, young lady."

"Their joy is contagious."

We leave the house at 4pm, a sunset is imminent. Zerline has a golden glow in the sunlight which is still bright. She is seven months old...

I open my eyes and have a peek around me from under the covers. No wonder I am feeling so warm. Tilde is laying curled up between my legs...

What happened to that innocent little creature I picked up at Schiphol airport three months ago? That tiny fur-ball, who fell asleep whil...

"Tilde No!". Too late. Tilde jumped the fence and was out of sight, chasing the bunny on full speed. That'll be the end of ...

"Can we have a word?" Oh no, I thought, not the union again. Zerline could read my mind.

Zerline is thoroughly discovering her disproportionate growing legs. She is trying them out on a daily basis to mark her latest top speed...