| Lucja's Diary Part #2 |
JAN 01st, 2005:
 | Did I mention the funny language that these | |
| people speak ? What an impossible combination of sounds ! Today, I learned my first word, "Platz", meaning DOWN. Actually, it is not so difficult. Yes, Hunger is a good teacher. | ||
| Guess what’s for dinner, right CHICKEN ! | |
| Then there is the Klocke Fashion Show. Madame Klocke is trying different | |
| outfits for dogshows. Pepe is less than interested in that, this ignorant idiot. I think she looks very nice in her jackets and skirts and shoes… Can I go with her to dogshows if Pepe gets sick ? | ||
| And finally the Grooming thing again. Today, he is torturing my hearing with a | |
| Patricia Kaas imitation, which I think, should be illegal. He is dangerous for any non-hearing-impaired being. Then combined with grooming, that is too much. Now I know whom this guy is reminding me of… the dentist in the "Marathon Man". Get me outa here ! |
JAN 02nd, 2005:
| I try my best to wake everybody up at 5am. | |
| But they stay put. I could lick my tongue dry, they wouldn’t get up. It takes one or two hours more until they recognize what a cute doggie is waiting for them to get up. Yeah, Pepe waits too. | ||
| Pepe is outside sending PeeMails. | |
| Meanwhile I get my chicken. I think I’m growing wings. Give me 2 more weeks and be light on the grooming (so I can keep some mats), then I can fly away, free as a bird, riding the wind. When Pepe comes back, he tells me that he got a PeeMail from Walter. Walter likes me, uuuhhhh ! Thanks, but I am not interested in fixed hunting dogs. I prefer a testosterone loaded atmosphere, even if it is quite tiring. |
JAN 03rd, 2005:
| Today, I ordered Sushi for | |
| breakfast, but what do I get .. CHICKEN ! | ||
| Pepe and I are alone all day. | |
| Hmmmm, this could have been interesting but the door to the bedroom was closed. We had to play in the kitchen, with a large window front. Not the right place for doctor games. So, we did other things, which I will not disclose. Our little secret, right Pepe ? |
| Finally, Anna and Volker come home. Still, not much action. They just cook, | |
| eat and rest (from what ?). | ||
| We play with Ali. I simply act like a bitch until he treats me like a lady. | |
| Slowly, he seems to get the message. |
| Later, grooming session. Pepe is | |
| disguised as an Old English and he looks like a pruned peacock. What a laugh ! I prefer him looking like a PON, although the puffed up behind is a good indication of his character, this goofball. |
| Here it is, the New Year 2005. My resolution for this year… Be more bitchy. I | |
| am way too nice to other dogs and this is not appreciated. So if they like it rough, they can have it. This year will be different. Pepe, watch out ! Emmett, be careful ! | ||
| Chicken for breakfast. I think the menu selection has room for improvement. | |
| Today is cleanup day. Stupid European traditions. I can imagine about 2457 | |
| better things to do on the first day of the year. On the other hand, I don’t have to do anything. So why should I care ? |
| In the afternoon we go to Tanglewood. This time it is my turn to get burdocked. | |
| Now I know why they call it Tanglewood. Pepe laughed, when he saw me with the burdocks. Anna did the dogshow thing with Pepe. I was the bait. If Pepe would lose his concentration and start playing with me, then he would have lost. But he was good. May be I am not attractive enough for him ? No, I don’t think so. If he is not on the show leash, then he is always around. | ||
| This time I need to be groomed. To my surprise, Volker is not brutal when | |
| removing the burdocks. He must focus on getting them out in one piece, because if they break, they break into a thousand pieces and it would take much more time to get all the stuff out. So the guy did not sing or whistle or did anything else harmful to my sensitive senses. What a pleasant surprise late in the day ! | ||
| Then Pepe and I fight a little bit over the squeaky Atomium. I am working on my | |
| resolution for this year and showed him what a bitch I can be. But not too much either ! Another nice day. What is Emmett doing ? I almost forgot about him during the last two days. |
