What a day!

Well I really have to say this: What a day!

Two days go Micki arrived in the morning, and we went grocery shopping.
That was nothing spectacular, of course. Then, after having done so, the
ladies let me sniff out a little green patch outside the shopping stuff.
And then we went somewhere else, where there were many trees standing
around. I don't know why that was, but there were really many. I wanted
to sniff them out, but was not allowed. I wanted to go greet another
dog, wasn't gonna have anything of that either. Micki picked up one of
those trees herself, dragged it to a man, and Chris payed for it. What
on earth do they want with a tree that is not in the ground? Why would
anybody want to move a half a tree around, I wonder? But for some odd
reason they made it a long kid of stick and put it down somewhere. Then
we went into the nearby furniture store, where the humans had coffee and
I lay under the table. A nice man even moved a chair for me, so I had
space to lie under the shelter. That was surely relaxing! Then we went
into the store, and once we had gone down the staircase I played and
played with my leash, which Chris moved before my nose, so I could chase
and grab it and have a jolly old time. Boy was I tired when we had
arrived at home!

At night Chris trimmed my nails. And ouch, she cut a bit too far. That
really hurts, folks, don't imitate! She put some white powder on my paw
to stop the blood, and then built a kind of a protective shoe out of
paper. Strange but she did, so I couldn't lick my paw clean. Then in the
early morning of the next day I did lick the paw, and Chris built a shoe
again, covered it with a bag and with a sock, and after having prepared
my paw in this uncomfortable manner, we wet outside.

Haha, after half the distance I got rid of the sock, and soon the
plastic bag and the shoe were disposed of equally. I think I am great!
However, once we were back at home, my paw received the treatment of
washing, powdering and protective light shoe again - tough luck, Quito,
no licking whatsoever!
Only when we went for the afternoon walk, we left the foot like that.
And then we went outside again with no shoe on the paw, and it felt so
wonderful. I spotted Daniel's car and Chris made me sit at her feet in
the front. Then we went into a room, and once we had settled loads of
cats arrived, and three dogs, too. O boy, that was exciting! Finally we
were called into yet another room, where a lady looked at my paw. Not
fun, I tell you, for Chris held my head and thus made it impossible for
me to sniff out what that lady was doing to my paw, or make her stop it.
Then another lady came with dog biscuits - yummy! - while the other one
was still messing around with my paw. And after she had finished it was
weird - I had a really soft big shoe on my paw, with which I could walk.
but I tell you the truth, walking on my bare four paws is way better
than that shoe thing.
Chris doesn't allow me to take it off or chew on it, so I have to bare
with it. She promises that tonight after the walk it can be removed, and
then, well then I will have a licking feast ...
Ah well, Chris is just telling me tat that won't happen. Darmed, I
thought I could! After all she's the one to blame!
Have a good time everybody and enjoy the warm weather, Yours, Quito.

Yet another city trip

Hello hello!

Thought I had disappeared? Well no I haven't, but only been quiet.
It has gotten a bit colder here, but the weather is usually nice. Just
these past few days the wind has gotten stronger and more furiously
biting my ears and Chris' nose.

A few days ago Micki came to visit, and we all went to the city using
the streetcar. We got off and walked to a tiny shop, where a man took
Chris to a room in the back with open door, so I could see her. Chris
sat down on a chair, straightened her hair and looked at the man, who
saunched a few sparks or flashes at her, walked back for Micki to check
something, threw a few more flashes at Chris, mad Micki check again,
threw more flashes yet, and then I got too greet Chris, who picked up
her bag and then we left. We stopped at a bakery for a quick human
snack, went back to that little flash shop, where Chris received a
little tiny package, complimented the flash man on his patience and
willingness to get the best result possible, and then we left. We took
another streetcar, walked down the incredibly crowded street and intoo a
clothes shop, where we got a lady to help Chris, who disappeared in a
tiny room behind a curtain again.
It is great fun to peak through the curtain gaps into other tiny rooms
with other people in them. This time, however, I stayed in that tiny
room with Chris, who tried on different clothes. We then took the stairs
upstairs, where a man helped Chris find a good pair of shoes. Then we
left and went home, Chris left the bag of clothes there, and we then
went splash and dash into a supermarket. Chris says she wants to go join
a fitness center soon, where I, too, am welcomed and accepted to
accompany her.

this morning Chris first brushed me, then we went for the morning walk.
To my and Chris' surprise there was snow on the ground, and after having
done my major duty of relieving myself, I ran, bounced and played.
Back inside the home Chris started a bit of cleaning, before she called
somebody, and after another call she had received, we went for a little
stroll. We then walked to the streetcar shelter, where after a while of
waiting we met Daniel on wheels and immediately got on a streetcar,
which took us to the city.
Wt got off a stop we had never gotten off at before, and then Daniel
gave Chris instructions where to go and where to turn. We walked into a
house, Chris called the elevator, and we went upstaiirs, only to return
and walk back. We walked around the streetcar stop a few times, until we
had gotten it down right. Then we went to the city, Chris got paper
money, the humans had lunch, and then we stopped at an outside place
where a colleague sold mold wine for humans. On the way I spotted a few
dogs, wanted to play but did not get permission.
Finally we went back on the streetcar and home.
When we had started the exciting journey, the weather was awful. Large,
heavy and wet snow-rain flakes splashed down on us, bt the humans'
fingers and made navigating the wheelchair really uncomfortable for
Daniel. And by the end of the trip the sun was shining - quite unfair of
the weather to behave so awkward.
Chris says the place we had gone to was the fitness center, and she is
relieved the route is so easy.

I think I will take a good nap now after all the many people routes,
dogs and bits of work, cheers, Quito.

I am fun!

Of course I am, believe me!
Not only am I fun, I am also highly adapiable.
When Chris is on the phone with Mylove, I come and ask for pets, because
she is sitting still and won't run away.
Then once we went shopping, the sister, Chris and I, and I took Chris to
the shopping street, and we found a caf´e where we could wait for the
sister. During shopping I lay quietly and sometimes ran to follow Chris.
And when the sister let me play, I did so, chasing my leash or just
playing with the sister. Once I was really confused, however. We stopped
at a part of a shop where there were so many animals. I spotted dog and
bit his ear to see what he was doing. He did nothing and the sister made
me leave it. Honestly, there were so many animals like the tiny dog at
home called Mr Wambach who never makes a noise and never accompanies us
on the dog route, but spends his life sitting on Chris' bed. Those ones
there were sitting still, and not one tried to escape - strange animals.
And when we went clothes shopping for Chris, I lay in front of her
hideaway place and peaked through another one, where a man was also
rotating clothes. That was great fun indeed. And later, when we were at
home, the sister took me to Elisa, the tall dog, and the two of us
played runrun in the field, which was just fantastic.
However, the sister also gave away a secret we had shared until that
day. She told Chris that I am a mighty jumper. Once the sister had
locked me away in the garden with the huge dog. I heard her in the yard,
I mean the sister, and decided to jump over the 140 cm fence to join
her. For one reason or another it wasn't a good idea, but I have no idea
why. In that house there is also another dog named Clara, but I never
get to play with heer.
And did you know I respect cats a lot? When they hiss at me I will turn
away and ignore them, which Chris is not too fond of. I am anot a
defender dog.

I can lie still on my mat while Chris is working, but when the big boss
is coming, I race to the door in a matter of seconds. The return isn't
that nice, because Chris makes sure I am on my mat faster than I think,
and won't get up to greet the big boss anymore. Why that is I don't
know, because I really like to jump up on this tall man!
I can play tug or wrestling when Chris lets me, that's for sure. But I
can also distract Chris and make her laugh when she is close to crying
for a reason I don't know. I will just challenge her to play, and even
use my tongue to sneak a quick forbidden face wash.
I think being adaptable is not such a bad idea, foor Chris admires this
ability of mine, and she says she wishes she was such a jolly trooper as
I am. Well Chris, you would never go sniff the ground with me, but you
are fun to be around, too, I have to admit, and I do like working, too,
as you know, especially in new and exciting environments.
Cheers to you, my dear Chris, don't ever even think of crying, for I'll
be there to make you laugh anyway, so you could just as well skip those
useless efforts, Yours bouncefully, Quito.

The week abroad

Hello everybody:
Well it takes a bit of time these days, but now I've managed, and here
goes the report about the week abroad.

O had mentioned it before, for one week Chris and I were abroad. She is
smiling at me, for we weren't abroad, just in another city, the Big
Berlin. Okay, it wasn't abroad, because people spoke that same human
language I am most familiar with. Anyway, one morning Chris and I went
to the train station, and there we met a lady I didn't know. She took
the same train as we did, and she also helped us find our way to the
furniture store. Looks like there are furniture stores wherever we go.
Again, like some times before, we took the entrance that takes us up the
stairs, and that means the office rooms. There we were greeted by a
person I didn't know, but of course, because I am with Chris, everybody
knows her. And then came the lady who always talks on the phone with
Chris with somebody else, and then we finally walked into a room where
we met two other ladies. The door was closed, and then the talking
began, only interrupted by a lunch break, duriing which Chris also met a
person she'd been talking on the phone with.

After that long meeting the three ladies, including our companion on the
way to the store, said goodbye, and the lady manager took Chris and
myself to the small office where we met a few people. One man filled in
forms for Chris, and then he and a lady took us to the apartment. the
walk was nice, and I managed to do my business there - how wonderful!

While Chris got familiar with the apartment layout, I also looked
around, but I didn't go into the kitchen, I promise! Chris says that is
the difference between me and Hapoo. Hapoo never looke around, but lay
in the middle and watched Chris, or followed her closely. I want to know
where I am at, so will also look around, like I had done at Mr Mylove's
place together with him.

At night a good friend came, who had met up with us at home, and she
played with me and let me dance and jum outside - how wonderful. We went
through the store, of course, to buy a few items for the humans. And
then it was really time to sleep.

The next few days were all office and work, although Chris and I changed
rooms more than at home, and once we went out and the humans ad food
somewhere away from the store. There was lots of talking, and one night
Chris met another lady I didn't know. But she was very kind, she gave me
lots of treats and let me look at her closely. She took us for a long
walk at night, which I really enjoyed.

One day started as usual, and then after work we went by taxi to a train
station, from were we only went a few stops, then got off and met Chris'
friend who doesn't like dogs much, and her mother, We spent a few very
nice days with the friend, during which Chris relaxed loads, and we went
for nice walks. But honestly, I was quite happy to e back home, so I
could slleep in my own bed and enjoy the familiarity of the place. I can
tell you that what followed next was holiday time, but we were a litte
active then, too.
Allright, I am off again, work is calling, cheers, Quito.

I am alive!

Hello all you impatient woofs and humans:

Before you read on, I need to disappoint you. Chris tells me I only have
time to tell you that I am alive and kicking, that the last weeks were
quite busy, and that I will hopefilly have the chance to write more
details very soon.
At first Chris was very busy working at another place than the usual
one, then we had a weekend with the friend, and then we spent some time
at home with Chris trying to relax.
Now her mind is busy again with work issues, which is why she won't let
me on the keys, unfortunately.

I will try to tell her to let me type very soon, but not tonight, as we
will be going to see Daniel on wheels at his apartment. I like the toute
there, because I can take Chris straight to the door all by myself, and
that really rocks. And I can also take her back home all by myself -
that rocks, too.
Cheers for now and keep well, Quito.

busy day

hHey, she did it, she let me type right after the cool event!

Well to be honest I think it was cool only for Chris. But of course, I
had my fun times, too. Micki arrived at home at one point yesterday, and
Chris told her how to behave around me, so I didn't all hyped up. After
a while of human talking we all left and took the streetcar to the city.

There Chris picked up the harness handle and made me work through the
crowds of the shopping street. Oh I spotted dogs and really pulled
towards them, which Chris did not reward, trust me! We walked to a
hotel, just opened the door and then walked back to the busy street. I
think Chris did not know where to go, and it didn't help much that I
screwed up, too. But the third time around apparently Chris made a
modification and decided to take a tiny detour, so we could arrive at
the entrance safely, plus find our way back. I think we will do that
route again, and then we will be safe. Cool, eh? I don't know what we
need it for, but it'll have a reason!

Then we walked all along the busy street again, and I spotted another
dog I wanted to follow so urgently. Boy that was no fun for sure, Chris
knows how to spoil fun while I am working. So I had to remember what the
harness was on my back for, and then did a good job, she says. In and
out of stores, in one Chris bought new human fur clothes - well without
the fur, of course - and in another a plastic case with something in it
she calls a CD. We also took escalators, and she says given the fact
that we haven't practised escalators much, I did a fantastic job. Then
back home we went into that place where Chris usually picks up food to
eat, but this time the ladies sat down, and only afterwards did we go home.

I tell you I really slept well at night. Chris says she did not, because
I woke her up hitting the side of the bed with my paws. I must have had
a dream of running along. Running and bouncing is wonderful, trust me!

Cheers for now, she wnats to prepare for going to work, Quito.

Human puppies and cheese treats

Hello outside world:

Again it's been a long time I managed th get paw time on the keys, and
again so much has happened. I will start by telling you that one day
Micki came to pick us up, and we drove to the furniture store. There the
humans had food, the ladies bought some wooden boards of varying sizes,
put them into the car, and then we walked back inside the store. Chris
picked up the harness and told me forward. Micki only followed and did
not say a word. So I followed the pointers on the ground, until I
spotted a Daniel. Chris says it wasn't Daniel, but instead it was a lady
in a wheelchair. Hey, all wheelchair drivers have to be Daniel, and they
have to be as cool as he. I took Chris there, for maybe she'd wanted to
speak to Daniel, but it was a lady for sure, and she gave me a quick
pet, as did the lady acconmanying her. Then Chris told me forward, and I
searched for the next pointer on the ground. Only in the plants area I
cannot find the pointers, that's where Micki helped us, until I saw the
pointers again and took Chris right past the checkouts. She says I a a
great dog, always opting to go straight to the exit without the checkout
stop. This time it didn't matter, because we hadn't bought anything.

Then we went shopping in the food store, where we stopped at two other
stores, one with coffee and one with weird clothes that consist mainly
of small straps.

And after the food store we went back home, where Micki looked at the
almost finished kitchen. She generally liked it but was not sure about
the worktop, Chris' most favourite item.

The next day Chris was working from home, and it was really sunny. Then
the sister Suse came, picked us up and we went to the furniture store
again, this time only to the counters near the doors. We also met the
cool friend who now works in the store. Then Suse also looked at the
kitchen and was not sure about the worktop, either. Chris doesn't mind,
at least there is something to talk about in the kitchen.

The next few days passed by quietly, until one morning Chris called to
wake up Mr Mylove, and he told her that he was father to a newborn human
puppy. Ooh I don't like human puppies, they are so tiny and move so
weirdly. But Chris was happy about that news. The baby, as Chris calls
it, not puppy, is well and healthy, and Mylove was really proud and
happy and immediately went to see him. He's still there, I believe.

How can it be that he has a human puppy? Chris laughs and explains that
he is the father, and a human mother had given birth to that male new
human. He will grow up and be tall as most other humans, but that will
take much longer than it takes for me to grow up. I wonder if human
puppies have obedience and recall training, too, when they're puppies.
His name is Elias, Chris tells me, and there won't be explicid obedience
sessions, but it will be worked on constantly. He won't have to lie down
on any ground on command, but he will have to sit still during dinner
and learn how to use those hand extentions for eating and more of those
human curiosities.

And yesterday, o goodness, I had my kitchen debut. I walked into the
kitchen, knowing that there was cheese on the worktop. I stood up tall
and had most of it, and Chris was later on wondering where it had gone.
She then walked into the kitchen, called me to come inside, but I did
not. She sat me down in front of the kitchen and then called me inside,
but I knew what had gone wrong, so tried to make up and did not move an
inch. Then Chris called me to my mat and that was it. At night I
received a smaller portion of food, too bad, because she knew by now
where the cheese had gone. She says I am very smart, because I know she
had found out, and I know from her view I was on the wrong side, even
though the chees had been delicious. But when the head of the pack is
angry, you'd better be very quiet and obedient at all times!

Allright, we've got to goo to work very soon, cheers for the moment, Quito.