Hi all:
Have you ever felt both sick and guilty at the same time? Ever since last night my stomach was making noises, and I didn't quite feel like doing anything. Chris didn't notice. Sometimes she does not understand the signs I give her. She did not sleep too long this morning. But when she opened my crate, I ran outside into the corridor and sat down by the door. She called me back, but I kept sitting down to be "dressed" in my signal jacket. Chris didn't get it, locked the door so I wouldn't run and went upstairs for breakfast with mom and Sister.When she came back the bad had already happened. And because I had a bit of diarhea, mom had to come down and help clean the mess. Woo-oo-oof, I felt sooo guilty!
But Chris did not shout at me. She just put me in the crate until cleaning was finished, and then took me for a walk. She is never unfair towards me, which I love about her. I mean she is never unfair once she has seen her misreading my signs. Now I am already feeling better. Have a good time everybody, Hapoo.

Hi all:
Today Chris was proud of me twice or three times, I could tell.
You know, Grandpa can only walk very slowly these days, and when I race towards him for play, he falls. but I want to play!
Anyway: This morning on our way back from the morning walk Chris let me off the leash, and she said I behaved very nice. Only once did I run up to Grandpa and barked at him to ask for a play. But Chris called me back, and from then on I stayed by her side like a good girl. She even gave me a treat for that.
Then in the afternoon she gave Grandpa some medication wrapped in good smelling meat, but I hardly looked, nore did I try to get the food for myself. I stayed where she put me and did not move. Yes, I can be a good girl.
And then, you know we have the sister visiting, the one I don't like much. Whenever sister Suse comes in I just have to bark as loud as I can. When she came in just a few minutes ago I first barked and barked, and then went to stay with Chris. She gave me a few pets, and then I lay down right by her chair.
I am good, right?
Have a good time and enjoy the heat (if it is as hot where you live as it is here), Hapoo.

Before I deliver my promise, here is something we did a few days ago. Chris, one of her sisters and I went to my familiar mall. Sister took a different route, so I was a little confused. Once inside the mall, I knew my task and guided Chris safely around moving and parked carts and people. Only at the cash counter did I run her into her sister a few times. But once I got corrected for that I did not do that any longer.
Then we went into the Hapoo store. Chris has named it the Hapoo store, because it is my most favourite one, with all kinds of dog treats, food and toys, and a few animals to stare at. Whenever we go in there, we come out with something cool, just for me.
Today we bought so many things: A collar for sister's dog, a bucket full of delicious smelling stuff, which turned out to be treats for myself, and a few snaks for grandpa (mom's dog). I am happy I did not get that collar, because I like mine and have gotten used to both of them.
Then we went to another store, in which there quite a few narrow aisles. I did not know where to pass with Chris, so I stopped to tell her there is only a narrow way, and when she hit something she did not correct me but praised me for announcing it. I like it when Chris pets, praises, tells me something nice or plays with me. She is the best of them all. Mom is second best, and Theresa, of course.
Cheers all, Hapoo.

Here is another part of Chris' strange hobby:
One day we got up pretty early and even went for our walk early. Then mom took us to a larger train and we sat down. I remember Chris being proud, because for the first time I lay down under the front chair. I hate that, usually I prefer watching everything that goes on oin the aisle.
Chris had her breakfast and gave me a treat or two, and after another while we got up. It was not Shadow picking us up, but somebody else I have never seen before, a man and a woman. Allright, Chris has friends everywhere, I know I know.
Chris permitted the lady to hold my leash, and I did not mind. The car of the friends was fantastic. As soon as we entered the highway I lay down and took a nap. Chris sat right beside me, but I didn't care. That car was spaceous and really relaxing.
When we arrived we first stood around somewhere. Soon two other people joined us. Then somebody decided it was too cold - it was the beginning of March according to Chris - so we sat in the car. When we got out again two more people arrived, and soon enough one more.
I liked one lady the most. She smelled like dog and gave me pets all the while.
More waiting, and we went into a fairly large room. Chris sat so that I could stretch out in the aisle right beside her chair. That is my most favourite spot. She removed the bell from my collar, but I don't know why. She usually only does that when we accompany mom to university. In front of me there was something like a high platform Chris calls stage, and soon two men and a woman apeared.
One man asked the other questions, and that one answered in English. I know English, Shadow and Chris speak it all the time. And one of my praise words is English:
"Good Girl".
The lady translated, and after a while of taling the English speaking man started to sing. Chris says this is her favourite singer, and indeed I have heard his voice out of her stereo many times.
When he stopped singing, everybody clapped their hands. I don't like it when they do that, it confuses me. And in the middle I also got bored, so I got up, stretched the leash and asked my favourite lady for a pet, which she generously gave. And for once Chris did not mind.
And whenever they started clapping, Chris gave me calming pets, until I had understood that those loads of claps aren't anything to get all excited about.

When that little singing man disappeared, everybody was excited, chatted about what they heard and saw, but we left.
The nice couple took Chris and myself back by car, and the man even drove to the train station, where he managed to find a seat for Chris and me in a crowded train. I lay down, so I did, but it was not pleasant, because many people were talking, many walked through the aisle, and all in all it was not quiet.
Back at my favourite train station a nice lady picked us up and put us on the home train. She was worried about Chris going hoe alone in the dark, but Chris just said:
"I really don't mind walking in the dark, ht's just the same for me."
In fact, if it wasn't, then she would not need me, and that would be too sad, wouldn't it?
I remember racing Chris home, and for once she did not mind. I bet she had to do her business, because we went inside first thing, and only after a small while she took me outside to do my business.
And after that she was tired tired tired. She wanted to watch another TV show with that little singing man, but she lay down in front of the TV in the living room and fell asleep until the next morning.
She must have liked, but I don't find anything particularly exciting about this trip, except for the nice people I met - the once who drove me and the ones who gave me pets. And afterwards everybody asked how I was
Next time I will tell you what changed in my immediate environment, new toys, tasks and places, Yours, Hapoo.

A warm hello to all the readers who are missing my thatting:
I am really sorry this has been the case, but Chris has told me she could not access the site on which I used to type. She says her computer did not like it. Now if I had a say, I would have bought a PC that likes the website, but then she argues she does not have the money for it. I don't believe her - having the money for something just needs the priority of the desired item - and then you will find the money you need to have. But Chris just found other things to do first and foremost, so a new computer was never on her list, that's the problem.

Not too many complaints - she has got it to work and now I can write away. I love my weblog! Chris says I have not written since late January, when she had just come back from Shadow's.
I remember that her suitcase was not there for long, but all the clothes smelled strangely. I smelled every new piece of clothes she wore to make sure she stayed here at home.

Then came a time I don't remember much. We probably did have some exciting things happen, but I don't remember them. Dog brains are short term memory-based when it comes to not too important events. We went to the mall and the post office, but we never had really much snow. Actually we did, and I loved it. I love rolling around in the snow, it feels sooooooo good! And Chris says it does my skin and fur good. She likes the snow, because then my fur gets so soft and smells good. But in summer there is no snow, I am sorry Chris!

Please check back to find out what changes I do remember - and there are some, I promise, Yours, Hapoo.

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