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Dog day days 4 (occasional tales of life with my people)…

30 Dec

Missed the beginning of my story? start at part one.   

    Part four – Going away.

      (Trans. – dalecooper57)

Sometimes the family (not pack, now Karla has a family) goes to places away from home.

Karla loves going away.
But only if Karla and family go away together.

Sometimes the family goes away and Karla must go to Place of Lonely Dogs.

They call them Kennels.

The people are good, they are kind. But the place is full of noise.
It smells of fear.
Karla is quiet here.
At home Karla barks at everything.
Here Karla is a very good girl.
Karla gets extra walks with the kind kennel-people.

When the family come back, Karla is so happy.
But I still remember to glare at them later, to show them I am not happy being left alone.

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This is the look I give them.
He calls this picture Black Lodge Dog.

The best times are when I go with them to other places.
We all go in the car, sometimes a very long time, to a new home.
New smells. So exciting.
Family takes Karla’s bed for her.
Smells safe. Karla loves her bed.

Other times, we take home with us.
He takes a big soft bag, and hard, rattling sticks, and builds a house in a field!
It’s called Tent.
We get to live outside all the time.

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She and I, relaxing by tent.

Sometimes living in tent is scary.
The wind makes the walls shake and sway.
Very noisy.
I feel safer near Them.
Sometimes He says Karla is a bad girl when I sleep on his head (just to keep him safe) and wake Him up in the night.

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This tent was like a big ball.

We go to lots of exciting places when we live in tent.
Many rivers to swim in, many sticks to chase.
All He wants to do is look into a little box all the time.

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One day, we are playing with sticks in a river, He throws a stick, it is caught in a tree.
Karla can’t reach.
Tree is over the river.
Karla looks for Him. Karla needs help.
He is looking into his little box, laughing.

Karla really wants stick back.
Can’t quite reach.
Maybe if I stretch just a bit higher…

Not funny, no.

They take Karla to places that have lots of big open spaces to run in…

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…lots of sticks to chase…

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…lots of long walks to go on. We went away in tent once, and went on long steep walks every day!
(the Malvern hills – Trans.)
Here is me, with Him, resting after a long climb;

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They always take me to other places that have lots of space outside…

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…They even take me away with them when Karla has hurt herself…

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…and we sometimes go to places where there are no other people at all…

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…which is Karla’s favourite, because I love spending all my time with Them.

Karla loves going away with the family.
Karla loves coming back the most though.
It’s always good to come home, to lie in my place by Her side on the sofa.

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Karla loves home best.

(Thank you to Ho for additional photos)

 
6 Comments

Posted by on December 30, 2012 in Karla, Personal anecdote, Photography, Travel

 

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6 responses to “Dog day days 4 (occasional tales of life with my people)…

  1. inkerlot

    January 1, 2013 at 08:58

    Happy New year. Loving your blog.

     
    • dalecooper57

      January 1, 2013 at 13:40

      And to you too. Thank you for reading.

       
  2. Big D

    January 10, 2013 at 20:23

    That was lovely. Adorable dog too.

     
    • dalecooper57

      January 10, 2013 at 20:27

      Thank you. She was gorgeous, I hope you read the first three chapters. There’s more to come. Follow for updates…

       
  3. joey

    January 22, 2016 at 20:32

    Gorgeous beast. Just gorgeous.

     

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