We are on holidays!

Hey to every listening ear and reading eye out there:

Of course, I have stories to tell, but this time they are about me
working. I am slowly learning the route to the doctors' office. Last
week and the week before we have been to the upstairs doctor's office
again. The first time Chris left me with Micki outside. First she went
to see the doctor, then a lady took her into a small room, then she went
o see the doctor again. Chris did not tell me what was going on there,
but we went to the farmacy after we got home, to pick up some medicine
for her. It appeared that the kind lady had given her something too
strong, so later that day a man came t exchange the medicine with the
correct stuff.
Medicine is strange. chris takes it in the bathroom, either drips it
into her eyes or swallows something with a mouthfull of coffee or water,
and I have no idea what it is good for. She says I, too, have to swallow
something every now and then - true, and I really am not too fond of
being fed weird stuff. The only good thing is that I am receiving treats
afterwards.

Last week, in fact, a couple of days ago, we went to the upstairs
doctor's office again. Chris first went into the small cabin with the
lady. She says she has to listen for beeps on both of her ears via a
headset. When she was called into the doctor's office, she took me with
her, put me under a chair by the door and then went on a larger chair
across the room. The doctor talked to her and looked into her ears and
nose andtalked some more, printed papers and then said goodbye to Chris.
We picked up Micki who was accompanying us again, and then I guided
Chris to the streetcar stop. Chris says she needs about three runs to
memorize a route, because there are details she only realizes on the
second or third run, and so she is very happy she's got Micki to back
her up. If she only relied on me!

At the train station we went into the flower shop and Chris bought two
bunches, before she and I left for home. At home I showed Chris the
route to the farmacy. She was reluctant, but then decided to grant me my
will and go to the farmacy right away. As we were picking up medicine
again, a lady was waiting beside us. Chris must have found her very
kind, because she gave her one bunch of flowers. Don't know why, but she
did, and she was very satisfied about it.

Today we are not going to work. I assume we are on holidays, and
possibly going away or watching the smallballs. Chris tells me that none
of them is the case, that she has to rest her ear instead. It is
apparently still bothering her, so she wants to keep it in a fairly
quiet environment.

She has also started doing something strange. She swings a kind of a
piece of string above her head, jumps over it, swings it above her head
and jumps over it again and again. She calls it rope jumping, but I fail
to understand what it is good for. She says it is to get her moving a
bit more than usual. So keep moving if you please, but let me sleep for now,
cheers, Quito.

more, more, more!

Allright, folks and woofs,
I love it when things happen all around me that break the routine.
At the beginning of the week the sister Suse took us home again, after
playing with the tennis ball a litt.e Chris says she was impressed, for
even when I saw the much loved sister, I still finished the ball session
by handing it to Chris, and running after it when it was launched for
me, and bringing it right back to Chris.
The next morning I saw a man I liked, who put me in his car, and Chris
got in next, and then he drove us to somewhere, took us into the house,
and then I recognized the place. It was the place where the ladies like
me a lot, and where the one of them always does something to Chris'
eyes. So it was that day, too, but Chris and I returned to our seat
after having exchanged papers with the nice lady at the desk. Then the
taxi man came and picked us up and took us back home, where Chris
immediately turned to her computer ad worked and worked.

In the afternoon she harnessed me up to go to the farmacy. I stopped
dead to show that this was where we had tu turn to go to Daniel's place,
but Chris did not want to go there. Such a pity it was, because I love
to greet Daniel when he opens the door, and then to dash right through
to the livingroom and quickly check if there's anything delicious on the
table at dog nose level. But as I said, we went to the farmacy, then to
the bakery and then home.
In the evening Chris harnessed me up again, and we walked the same
route, only this time we passed even the bakery, and I did so wiithout
major complaint. However, further behind us I spotted Daniel, tried to
turn and wiggled and waggled, but that only resulted in reminders from
Chris to walk on. I did, and finally Daniel called out to us, we turned
around and I was allowed to greet him. Chris picked up a small package
that had been sent to her and left at that post thing, and then we went
grocery shopping, only a bit. Then the rest of the time was spent having
lunch at the Döner place near home, and then Chris and I walked back.

The day after that we left work early, Chris wasn't feeling well. We
walked to the farmacy, Chris picked up the items she had ordered the
previus day, and then spent a considderable amount of the day messing
around with water. She says her ear was blocked.
I confirm that, she called me a bit more than usual, so I had to touch
her hand when called to tell her I was near. She says I was a good girl
all along. So the next morning the taxi man came back and we went for a
long car ride. I found out that we were at Micki's home when we arrived.
The cat fled, and I dragged Chris up the stairs. No cat food, but inside
the house I saw Micki. however, that morning I made sure to stay very
close to Chris, in case something happened. I briefly saw the sister
Suse, but she left right away. Soon Micki and Chris took me for a
morning walk, too, we stopped at an entrance which was closed, so we
went home and the ladies started to talk on the phone. Then Chris put me
in harness and we walked to the train station. and took the train to the
city center and a streetcar in the other direction. We finally arrived
at the doctor's office, but this time took the stairs up and into a
different office alltogether. Soon after we had settled down, Chris was
called away. I tried to get up and follow, whimpered a bit but then lay
down by Micki and waited. Fortunately, Chris returned very quickly, She
seemed relieved and told Micki that her ear was no longer blocked, and
stereo was back.

When we arrived home, Chris caused another injury to herself. After she
had pounded on the computer keys forever, getting all her pending work
done, she put the flowers into vases, and when cutting one of the flower
stems, she also cut her finger. She says it bled quite a bit, but she
managed to stop the flow.

Finally, well almost finally, yesterday Chris put me in harness again,
we walked to a meeting point, where I spotted Daniel but did not get
permission to greet him. Instead, we went for a long walk, me guiding
Chris, following the wheels of Daniel's mobile seat, and we ended up at
the store where I can sometimes chase the arrows on the floor. This time
it was food time for the twofooters, and rest&watch time for me. The
walk back home was equally pleasant, and in the evening I did not feel
much like going for the walk.

Today we had visitors, too. Micki came with the aunt I haven't seen
before. But that lady was nice and gave me loads of pets. Chris says I
was a bit too annoying, so she firmly sent me to my place - boring!
Now they are gone, the backpack is packed for work, and Chris is
listiening to some strange music on the radio she finds fascinating.
Now, did I have a cool week or what?
Besides, Chris thinks she can play smallballs, not exactly as fast as
the Rafa man himself or any of those folks she sees on the picture box,
which no longer is a box but rather a board, but she says she can, if
somebody helps her, because other folks with non-functionning eyes are
doing so, too.
Does that mean we have to travel to the place where Chris stays up in
the middle of the night to watch the smallballs?
I'll keep you updated!
Enjoy the fun while you have it,
cheers, Quito.

Oh joy, oh joy!

Hi from the tired side of life:

You know what happened two days ago?
Chris wanted to take me for the morning walk, realized that I was tired
and played chase the collar with me. She throws it about the apartment,
and I run and retrieve it. Once it hid itself in the bedroom carpet,
after I had been sliding wowards it, so Chris had to uncover it for me
to retrieve.
And then we went for a wonderful morning walk. Then around lunch time
the doorbell rang, and I ran towards the door and waited very still for
Chris to dress me. Then we went downstairs, and there I saw Micki and
sister Suse. Suse let me run free, and then the three humans played with
me with a stick. I simply love running after things that fly andthat I
can catch. Birds are no fun, they fly too high for my taste. But
bouncing tennis balls, rolling apples and flying sticks or collars are
simply fantastic!
Then Suse left, and Micki, Chris and I went for a short stroll, before
shopping in the local grocery store. Then we all took a break on the
nice sunny balcony, before hitting the road again, this time taking the
streetcar to the city. At first I was soooo excited I just couldn't walk
straignt, but then I got the hang of things, and we bought what Chris
calls very healthy grocery, went into a restaurant that Chris wanted to
check out, and then finally ack on the streetcar again. Micki got off at
one stop, I was going to follow, but Chris remained clmly on the
streetcar, called me back, and so I had to lie down and wait for Chris
to move. We got off at our normal stop, so we went for another dog walk,
and at home Chris started talking with her friend from Spain for hours.
Soon Micki returned, the ladies then began a talking marathon until I
was asleep.

the next morning Chris got up, but Micki was still asleep, so I stayed
with her until she got up. Then the ladies had breakfast, and then we
went for a wonderfully nice and long morning walk along the streetcar
tracks. Chris threw tiny bits of food for me to chase. Then the ladies
hid in the kitchen for a little, then Micki stretched out on the couch
and Chris stayed in the kitchen. Finally the result was human food, but
they did not have it.
In the afternoon, after another nice walk, the doorbell rang again, and
again I saw sister Suse and Lena, the little, tall girl. First they had
cake and coffee, and then they played with me. The tray with the food
hiding slides was put down. When I slide open one hole either with my
nose or paw, inside it there is a bit of kibble or another treat, and I
can proceed to open another one. And then we went for another wonderful
walk, four ladies and myself, when Suse is around I can run free, and it
was so wonderful!
But of course, at night I was tired.
After this really enjoyable weekend, where only a bath in the sea was
missing, I am ready for the route to work - boring but still cool.
Cheers and good week, Quito.