Few days ago, I went to the groomer. Man, it was really necessary. Since last time, my coast had grown three months and 8 days = looooong. Good that my owner cut the hair in my face every now and then so I could look out of my face. I don't wear the typical Westie cut with the skirt. Roaming the fields every day at every weather, it's much more hygienic to wear a ‟pixie‟ with a Westie face cut. I learned that the short cut it called ‟the stuffed sock‟. Not sure, is that an insult or funny?
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My Mom will be busy translating my Dad's lates crime novel «A Time of Adversity» into German, and my Dad is writing on a new book of short stories (first one is already out there). My blog will not be making any noise for a bit.
Meanwhile I'll continue to roam the fields, sniff excessively, get dirty whenever possible, chill at home, eat my favourite food and chase any cat crossing my path ... See you soon.
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| Checking out the hood from my inside perch 🐶 |
Some people said that I am posing on this photograph. Na, was checking out the kids that were coming down the road behind the camera. 🐶
And yes, February and no snow...
And yes again, I was at the groomer's a week ago...
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| Miss Dolly in charge. |
I get really excited when I see a cat. I want to chase it and I get mad when I can't get to it.
Being on the lead, on the balcony or inside by the window. Hey, let me go for it!
But do I want to chase or do I want to play with? I don't know. When I get close to it I'm being careful and walk away, barking.
Oh well, cats ....
(video taken in April 2022)
