Saturday, April 19, 2014

Little Dog Sunshine

A Match Show was held on the 18th of April and organised by the Finnish Danish-Swedish Farmdog Association.
The sun was shining and, so it seems, was Dave. He came away with a 3rd place ribbon! Considering we initially just went along to see some Danish-Swedish Farmdogs and relax in the spring sun with other dog owners, that's quite a decent result.

After a few warm-up laps Dave was in the mood. And all that time spent in the gym and putting all the kilometres under his paws running alongside our bikes must have been worth it as the judge gave Dave a blue ribbon! 3rd place is not bad for the very first Match Show of his life.

Highlights from the event:

Dave's name is on the sheet! Number 305.
Pre-gig stick.
Om noms!
Trotting along.
what does this blue ribbon mean
Om nom noms!
Cute overload!!
That's the face of a winner, folks!
Dave "The Champ" Dog

Sunday, February 16, 2014

I was at the local dog park and second-hand shop. And I liked it.

Yesterday was a good day. Thanks to the Interconnected Multi-world Net we discovered that a special area for dogs was only 15 minutes perambulation from our home-kennel. Those minutes proved to be the perfect warm-up walk for me to run like a mad thing with a firecracker tied to my tail. The dog park was really quite massive.




Exhausted but happy!
Later that day another new discovery in the neighbourhood was a large second-hand shop. My humans bought some flappy paper things they called 'books' and I got the lovely vintage jigsaw you see below. I'm pretty sure some of my photogenic genes come from this super model!


My ancestor was a model.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Memory Lane

SQUIRREL!
Time to cut my claws and start to write my blog more often. Last year went past so fast, probably because of the squirrels. So many of them and so little time! On this post I have collected some of the events we have experienced since the Midsummer post.
We moved to new location again, but luckily the squirrels moved here too. That reminded me of something that happend the last Autumn... Squirrel just FLEW in my MOUTH! Can you believe it?! 
The squirrel bit me. I had to go to the vet. But I was OK. So was the squirrel.

Before Christmas I received a package from my human Grandparents in the UK!

This I found in the Grandparents' package  - An Xmas calendar for dogs!
For Christmas we travelled where there is that white, fluffy Westy dog. And I got new toys and goodies from a man with red clothes and nose.

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During the past 6 or more months we have been travelling around Southern Finland and especially Greater Helsinki to get to great sniff of this huge neighborhood.

One of the greatest adventures was the Open Show event organised by The Danish Swedish Farmdog Club. I met many dogs and their humans that day:

At the Open Show field, watching some Farmdogs.
View of the Open Show location.
They even tried to drown me, but I said no.

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One busy day we took a ferry to Suomenlinna. It was a bit scary because it was the last day of the Tall Ship Race event and loads of humans wanted to see the last good glimse of the ships while they were passing the island:
On the ferry to Suomenlinna.
At Suomenlinna, there is a bee under the cup!
Staring out to sea from my Suomenlinna fortress.
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Here are some random moments from different locations and times:

When I can't catch squirrels, I kill cones.
Nuuksio national park - Snausage grilling!
Tennis course, Central park
Kruunuvuorenranta
Old bridge by the local river
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And finally the most important part, FRIENDS! Here are some of my lovely new friends :

This cute little girl flew all the way from Germany to see me!
Hello Kitty!
Tilda the killer :)
Volke the Farmdog
Volke the Farmdog (Find his blog from here)

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Pagan Dave goes Native.


Ukko must be pleased. It's midsummer day and the rain is lashing down and all the farmers are rejoicing.

Dave T. Dog sleeps in a ball shape as church bells solemnly ring out in case we forget what day it is. Still weary from a bout of socialising that would test the Queen's patient graces he no doubt dreams of squirrels and all things meaty.

Yesterday, the only flames in sight were that of the grill as it cooked up snausages. No bonfires. And no fern seeds leading to treasure were found. But Dave T. still managed to follow tradition and have a BBQ by the sea surrounded by (new) friends and family. So after elbowing the hungry pack from the grill Dave managed to relax on his tartan blanket and watch the midnight sun sink into the horizon.

This time last year he was dancing round a maypole and drinking snaps until daybreak in Sweden, Dave prefers the calmer BBQ version, as the grey hairs starting to manifest on his eyebrows can attest to!

He's no young pup any more but perhaps some feisty lady dog has placed flowers under her pillow and will see him in her dreams tonight?

 

Meat and beer. Dave's favourite meal.

Dave on a rock by the sea at Midsummer.