Dribbel’s blog

I came to live with Grant and Rixta at November 23^rd 2007, when they rescued me from the local animal shelter. I love it here and I decided that now everyone knows who I am it’s time to keep my own weblog. Humans do it, so why not dogs? Mummy has promised she will help me with the typing.

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December 23^rd

I have a practical problem. As you know I love to go for walks, the longer the better. And my mummy and daddy take me for lots of walks, so I don’t have reason to complain. But now it’s summer and it’s hot. And I’m hot too, which makes me feel a bit tired. But I still love to go for long walks! How do I solve that problem? My mummy says that the problem is that I’m 11 years old, but have the mind of a puppy. She could be right, for I don’t feel old at all. Except when it’s hot, that is…

December 11^th

As most dogs I really like chasing rabbits and there are quite a few around here. Unfortunately they are much smaller than me and can escape behind that big fence that’s here on the other side of the street. I think that’s very unfair, but my mummy says that she can’t do anything about that fence. Anyway, this morning I got my chance to eat a nice piece of rabbit! You don’t believe me? Why don’t you think I can’t catch a rabbit? They might be fast, but I’m fast too. OK, this rabbit was already dead, but that’s a detail. A rabbit is a rabbit, in my personal opinion.

November 4^th

This morning mummy and daddy took me for a walk and then sneaked into the doctor’s practice. I don’t really like doctors, as they have slippery tables. But this is a very nice doctor and she didn’t hurt me. I didn’t even cry when I got those nasty needles put into me. And then the doctor gave me some lollies because I was such a good dog. Isn’t she nice? I don’t mind doctors if they have a lolly jar.J The doctor was also impressed about my health and good behaviour. Applause! Thank you. I know I’m a very nice dog, but I don’t brag about that, for I’m very modest too.

November 2^nd

Mummy got a friend visiting. Her name is Justine and she is sooooooo nice. And her parents are OK too. They gave me lots of pets and cuddles and everyone knows that I don’t easily get too much of that. I admit that I was a bit tired of all the attention at the end, but I had a great time. When they left I said that I wanted aunt Justine to stay and that she could have my bed, but she preferred to go to her own home. How could she, as she doesn’t have such a nice dog to keep her company! Some people are just so ungrateful! But she’s sweet anyway.

October 30^th

It’s spring now and I can lie outside a lot again, which I really like. Then I can keep an eye on the street and make sure that everything is safe in my territory. The only problem is that I make myself nicely dirty and my mummy and daddy don’t like that. So then they put me into the bathtub, make me wet and put such awful smelling stuff on me. They say it smells nice, but I don’t like it. After that I try very hard to get nice doggy smells on my fur again, but that only means that the whole cycle will start again from the beginning. A dog can’t win. And it’s not my fault either that my fur grows so fast. I’m born like that, but still my mummy and daddy think it’s necessary to cut that fur all the time. I suppose it’s necessary, as else my fur would reach to the ground and that wouldn’t’ be nice either, but I hate that noisy machine that’s trembling so badly.

Sometimes mummy uses a similar machine on daddy’s head and daddy doesn’t seem to mind. Weird! Anyway, I can never be sure if mummy will only use that for daddy or that she will attack me too, so as soon as I hear that sound I’m out of the room. It’s better to be safe than sorry! My fur is short again after today, but that won’t last too long and then the noise machine will come out of the cupboard again.

September 23^rd

This morning mummy and I went for a walk, but it was weird! The sky was red and the air smelled funny. My mummy had brought the box with the light to take pictures and later I heard daddy talk about a dust storm. So that was why it smelled so funny and why I got the wind in my face? I didn’t mind too much, but there is a little problem. The red dust has got stuck in my coat and now I’m a bit pink! My mummy has nicknamed me Pinky and I don’t like that, as pink is for girls and I’m a big boy. But there are always worse things: I heard them talk about washing the pink colour out of my coat and I hate baths. But they are big and I’m just a small doggie, so what can I do?

September 18^th

Winter is over and spring has started, though I think it’s already so warm that it might actually be summer. Summer during the days and spring at night maybe? Anyway, my mummy allows me to stay outside again when the weather is good enough and I like that. This morning we came home from our walk together and then my mummy got that funny box again with the bright light in it. And now there’s a picture of me that shows how much I like being outside, and how much I like my walks! It’s a bit messy in the yard, but daddy is going to clean that when he has time. I don’t mind the mess, but it gets a bit in my fur and that’s not always nice.

August 9^th

It’s winter here, but in the afternoon it’s so nice that I often ask to stay outside, where I can lie nicely in the sunshine. That’s warmer than inside. My mummy usually allows that and that way I can also keep an eye on the street, which is very important. Imagine I would miss a rabbit! There are rabbits in the area, but I’m not allowed to chase them. I think I could catch one, but not as long as I’m on a leash with mummy at the other end. Maybe daddy would let me go, but they usually show up in the morning and mummy always takes me for my morning walks. I might look nice and cute, but not for rabbits!J

July 16^th

Last night it was cold and when mummy and daddy went to bed I thought I jump up. That’s nice together, isn’t it? But daddy didn’t want it and lifted me off the bed. I thought that was very unfair and though I don’t get mad easily, this time I had to show them how unfair they are. I jumped on the couch and started to bite and shake the cushion and then I threw it on the floor. Mummy and daddy saw it, but instead of being impressed and inviting me on the bed they were laughing! So then I also threw the other cushion on the floor, but that didn’t have the desired effect either. Mummy and daddy kept laughing and I heard them say something about a temper tantrum. What’s that? My only problem was that I can’t put the cushions back on the couch, so now my nice, warm, cosy bed had gone. Luckily daddy put them back on the couch and I decided that I was better not to throw the cushions on the floor again. You can’t take too many risks in life. But it’s still unfair!

June 29^th

I have finally convinced my mummy and daddy that it’s much nice to have me on the bed with them.J In summer I don’t mind lying on the floor, but in winter that’s cold. And of course I can lie on the couch, but the bed is much softer and warmer. And as it’s much higher I can look out of the window when I want. It’s a bit difficult for me after my injury to make it on there, but I always succeed when I really want. Now I only need to convince them to let them sleep with them at night…

June 20^th

Life is really not fair! On the other side of the road there lives a whole family of rabbits and they tease me all the time. But when I want to chase them they disappear behind the big fence that some silly people have set up, so that I can’t get into my favourite park anymore. I see the rabbits sitting there, making fun of me. Grr… I have tried to get under the fence, but it’s too low for me. Not for them, as they are so much smaller. But I’m determined to catch one sooner or later!

May 16^th

Last Sunday my daddy had birthday, but then he had to wait a late shift, so a special meal was not possible. But later he had three days off in a row, so my mummy bought a leg of lamb to celebrate, as my daddy loves that so much. And I love that too, for there are such nice bones in it! The first day I only got a small bone, but today I got the really big one. Yummy!!!!! That’s too much for one day, so I kept it till the next day, but then at a certain moment my mummy decided that it had been enough and she threw it away. Oh well, I get small bones often enough, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain. But I wouldn’t mind at all getting bones like this more often…

April 30^th

I like to sit in the yard and enjoy the sunshine, especially at this time of the year, when it’s not so hot anymore. This morning I was out quite early and I lied down at the only sunny spot in the yard. Could I help that that spot was in the flowerpot next to the lemonade tree? If mummy and daddy fill up all the nice spots with pots, then what options do I have? Luckily mummy wasn’t mad, as I didn’t damage anything. But after they had woken me up the fun was over and I jumped off.

April 7^th

The last week I have been really unhappy, for my mummy was gone! These weird people came into the house and put my mummy into a big car and then she disappeared. My daddy came home again, but where was my mummy? I’m used to having my mummy around a lot. Daddy was home quite a bit, but often he put on his special shirt and then he also disappeared for long times. I felt very lonely and then dogs can start doing things like tipping bins over, and making a mess of the house. After all, I must do something to keep myself busy, shouldn’t I? Daddy wasn’t mad that I made a mess of the house. I think he understood that I just missed my mummy.

But this morning my mummy came home again!!!!! She said something about being sick. But she’s always sick and she’s still home with me, so I don’t quite understand what was the difference. But I’m so happy she’s back! I sometimes thought she wouldn’t come back to me again and that made me feel really sad. But now everything is OK again.

March 12^th

Today is my mummy’s birthday and I wanted to send her a nice e-card. But as I didn’t know very well how to find one I asked daddy to help me. Together we found a really nice card with animals and balloons and I told daddy what to write on the card. But guess what? He spelled my name wrong! My own daddy! As he’s such a good daddy I will assume it was a typo and not a spelling error. But for everyone who still doesn’t understand it: my name is Dribbel with el and not Dribble with le!!!!!!

January 6^th

My mummy sometimes leaves with the car and then after a while she comes back again and has these big baskets filled with boxes and bags with her. This morning she also left and came home and she had a really big piece of meat in one of the baskets. She started to cut it up and put pieces in plastic bags that she put into the very cold white box. Not the one in the kitchen, but the other one. While she was cutting I looked up to her to convince her to give me a piece, but she didn’t. I thought that wasn’t nice and left the kitchen. But then at once there was a surprise. Inside this big piece of meat there was the most fantastic bone I have ever seen! And guess what? My mummy gave that to me! It was sooooooo nice. My mummy took that small box with the light in it and here you can see how much I enjoyed my bone. Yummie, yummie, yummie!

January 5^th

It’s hot today and I don’t like it at all! My mummy and daddy don’t like it either, but they don’t need to work. What do you think? Keeping them company is hard work!J Usually I like to stay outside, but today it was too hot there, so I stayed in, but that was hot too. Why do they make it so hot? And why don’t my mummy and daddy have air conditioning, so that I won’t get too hot? I even miss out on walks because of the heat, but I suppose that my mummy and daddy can’t do anything about the temperature outside.

December 21^st

Happy birthday to me! Today I’ve got 10 years old! I just don’t know that, so my mummy told me. She even sang me a birthday song. I don’t understand that either, but I like to hear her sing. When humans get 10 they are still young, but I’m getting quite old. But I’m still going strong! My leg doesn’t cause me much trouble anymore and I still love my walks!

December 1^st

I don’t know what happened to me today! First my mummy took me to this place that we also visited last week. She then left me alone, which I didn’t mind too much, as there were lots of interesting smells and very nice ladies. But then these ladies put me into a tub and washed me. Yuk! Don’t they know I hate the water? It’s way too wet! But they said I had fleas that needed to be killed. I suppose that justifies the bath. I don’t really like the fleas either.

And after that I only remember that I was home again. What happened in between? I don’t know! Am I getting demented? Or has something else happened? I have a sore mouth and I remember vaguely that mummy and daddy talked about the dentist. Maybe they have taken care of my teeth and because I would bite them they have given me anaesthetic. That makes sense and it would explain why I can’t remember anything.

I still feel pretty groggy, so I think I better go to my favourite sleeping place, the couch and have looooooooong sleep. Tomorrow I will feel better.

November 28^th

Do you like this new photo of mine? Aren’t I just a photo model? It’s not fully accurate anymore, as I succeeded in ruining this nice blue nametag and I got a new one. The new one is metal, so that it won’t break too easily. Mmmmm, I think it’s fun breaking something now and then.J

November 27^th

This morning my mummy and daddy took me to the doctor again, another doctor this time. Initially I thought it was fun there, as there was a lot to smell! But then I had to go into a room and on a slippery table and then this doctor was pulling my legs and doing all kinds of weird things to me. I didn’t like that, though my daddy was there all the time telling me it was OK. What’s OK about being treated like that? But the doctor had good news, for I don’t need to be operated on my leg. I’m just not allowed to go for long walks for the next month, as my leg needs rest. I don’t like that, but I don’t like a sore leg either. I also heard something about a dentist appointment. Humans don’t like dentists and I don’t like it either when they get to my teeth! I wonder what that all meant…

November 25^th

This morning I went for my morning walk with mummy and we met this other dog, Molly. I know Molly and quite like her, but she doesn’t like me and usually growls at me. I don’t understand why, as I’m a very likable dog. Anyway, this morning we met again and sniffed each other (that’s what dogs do) and then at once she bit me in my neck and didn’t want to let go! Molly mummy took her off me quickly, but I got really scared. I had lost my collar and ran home (which luckily wasn’t too far away). Mummy ran with me and when I was safely home I wasn’t scared anymore. But I don’t like Molly. I hadn’t done anything to her, so why did she bite me? That’s not fair. Bad Molly!

November 6^th

My mummy and daddy took me to this place where there were lots of dogs, but also a cat! Imagine, a cat! They wanted to make an appointment for me to the doctor, but there was time immediately. So we had to wait a little while and I showed all those dogs that I didn’t want them there.

Then the doctor told me that I was a very healthy dog, but she also gave me to nasty pricks with a needle. I don’t like needles.L

And then she also felt my leg and that wasn’t good. It hurt and she told mummy and daddy that I probably need surgery to get things repaired. That costs a lot of money and I don’t know if mummy and daddy have that money. Now I first need to take pills and see if that helps. I don’t like pills!

October 22^nd

I feel REALLY sorry for myself. Daddy usually let me sit on his lap after he and mummy had dinner and this evening I jumped off when daddy promised me a walk and then I hurt my leg. OUCH! Luckily nothing is broken, so I don’t need to see the vet. But it hurts when I walk and peeing is difficult for a male dog when your leg hurts. Mummy still took me for a quite long walk, which was nice, but very tiring. I think I will just sleep all night and then I might feel better tomorrow. But then I might pretend a little longer, as I get a lot more attention. hehe

September 10^th

Today mummy and daddy went somewhere with the noisy box on wheels and a little later mummy came home alone! I had already a feeling that there was something wrong, as daddy put his shirt on that the wears when he stays away a long time. He says it’s his work uniform, but what is work? Why does anyone need to work? I don’t work and I’m happy with that! Now daddy is away half days and I don’t like that at all! Mummy is nice, but I want both mummy AND daddy to be here with me!

August 23^rd

Something unpleasant happened today. Mummy and daddy removed most of the furniture from the lounge room and then this man came in with a bottle of cleaning agent and he sprayed it on the carpet. Then he used a lot of water and removed all the nice smells I had put everywhere! Now the carpet is wet, which I don’t like and it smells like lemon. Yuk! I will have to work hard to make the carpet smell nice again. And maybe I better try not to make too many stains, for then they might get this man in again another time. Lemon! Who invents that?

August 22^nd

It’s been a while since I wrote something here, but that’s because I have been hibernating. Hehe Dogs don’t hibernate, I know that, but it’s been really cold and my hands were too cold to type. Mummy wants to help me, but I rather do the typing myself. This morning I didn’t really want to go out for a walk, as I had heard the rain and I don’t like to get wet. Definitely not in winter, as that’s way too cold. Then mummy put my coat on, which I don’t particularly like either. But then at once I figured out that with the coat on I wouldn’t get too wet in the rain, so then I changed my mind and told my mummy I would love to go for a walk! We had a quite long walk in the rain. I didn’t get wet because I had a raincoat and mummy didn’t get wet because she used such a big screen she holds over her head. Still I don’t really like rain walks, as all the nice smells get washed away.

July 11^th

Yesterday my mummy and daddy put me into the tub, poured water over me and covered me in shampoo. Yuk! I don’t like that at all! And today they took that noisy machine and cut my fur off! Who do they think they are? It’s my dirt and my fur and they can’t take that away without my permission! I’m attached to it! OK, I admit that probably the attachment would get a bit uncomfortable after a longer period of time, but do they really need water and such a noisy machine to do that job? I want them to invent another way of grooming me.L

July 8^th

The last few days I’m really hungry all the time! My belly says grumbum and then I want to eat a bit more. It’s not strange, for I’m training for the dogathon and in my humble opinion I’m also ready for the sniffer dog exams. Such a busy dog needs a lot of food! Luckily my mummy understands that and she always makes sure that there’s enough food in my bowl. I love my mummy! And I also love my daddy, for he always takes me for long walks.

June 7^th

For days I have been chasing such a stupid mouse, that thought it had the right to enter my house. But this morning I finally caught it. Well, it was already a little bit dead when I found it, because of such a mean trap my mummy had put behind a box. But mummy hadn’t seen it till I attacked that mouse. So I could safely pretend I had caught it and play the hero, or do you think they know the truth? Oh well, it was fun anyway.

June 2^nd

Today the postman delivered a parcel. I never pay attention to that, as the postman so often knocks on the door. It’s usually for my mummy, but this time it was a parcel for me! My mummy had bought me a coat, as the nights are getting cold. I suppose it won’t be that bad, as I have seen other dogs with similar coats, but I don’t think I like it. Maybe it takes some time to get used to it? How do you think I look with it? Of course my mummy chose a blue coat, as everything I have is blue: my collar, nametag, leash and even my food and water bowls are blue. Not that I notice that, for my eyes don’t see colours very well. Hehe Oh well, if this silly thing will keep me warm I suppose it’s not that bad. And it’s a lot better than those weird jackets some dogs must wear.

June 1^st

Hehe, I have fun! Two days ago my daddy took me for a VERY long walk, as he wanted to try how far I could walk till I drop down. When we came home he dropped down on the couch, but I was still full of energy and wanted to play. But my daddy doesn’t give up easily and yesterday we did a lot of walking again. When I went to bed I still felt fine, but today I must admit that I’m a bit tired. My legs don’t want to do too much walking today. But I won’t let my daddy know that, for then he thinks he has won. And of course he hasn’t!

May 16^th

I thought that with the bath from yesterday it was over again, but today my mummy came with that noisy machine again. My daddy took me in a tight grip and my mummy started to cut my hair away. I had tried so hard to make it grow long and now she cuts it shorter again! Humans are weird. But I must admit that there were quite a few big knots and they get dirty and that’s not nice. Mummy has cut most of them off, so maybe that’s worth the ordeal? I also had hair and knots in my face, but I didn’t want that machine so close to my eyes, as that’s REALLY scary. But daddy tricked me and covered my eyes with his hands, while mummy cut my hair. It’s not fair. They are bigger and will always win. Oh well, I think they won’t do this again for a while, so it’s not that bad. My mummy took some photos of me with my short hair, but then she had a problem with that silver box and she complained that she had to wait with uploading the photos. You will have to wait a little while, I suppose. Why do humans always want to take photos?

May 15^th

My mummy and daddy felt like it was time to put me in the bathtub again. Yuk! The water is way too wet and I don’t like the shampoo in my eyes. But I have learnt that if I don’t fight it it’s over sooner, so I just cooperate. And after the bath I was lying on the couch and mummy had turned the fan heater one, so that I would dry quickly and not get too cold. That was nice, wasn’t it? And actually I must admit that it’s a good feeling being clean again. But don’t tell that to my mummy and daddy, for they could get the idea to wash me even more often!

April 24^th

I had a really scary moment last night. Humans call such things nightmares, but I would rather call it a nightbitch. I thought I was safe and comfortably sleeping on my own mattress. But then at once this really big dog shows up and he is really mean. I want to use a big WOOF to tell him to shut up, but at once I can only say a soft “weef”. I repeated that a few times, but that big dog wasn’t impressed at all. He wanted to jump on me and start a fight, but then my mummy passed and woke me up. Phew, am I glad that it wasn’t real!

April 19^th

I don’t like it. I just don’t like it! First my mummy cut a lot of my hair off with a noisy machine and a scary metal thingy. It didn’t really hurt, but it felt really weird. I tried to escape a few times, but that trick didn’t work. Then the next day they put me in the tub with water and soap, and I HATE that. It’s way too wet and as it’s already quite cold I was shivering afterwards. And then this morning they came again with the noise machine and the scary metal thingy and cut a lot more off my fur. I must admit that it’s not too bad to be rid of all the knots, but there should be a better way of doing this. I don’t like it. I don’t like at all. I just don’t like it at all! I know my mummy and daddy do this because it’s good for me, but I just don’t like it!

April 10^th

Some strangers delivered a big box that was wrapped in plastic and my daddy gave me the plastic to play with. That was so much fun! It said “plop” when I tore it and tearing it was also much fun. I made a real mess, but my mummy and daddy didn’t mind. Hey, they shouldn’t, as they gave me the plastic to play with! After two days daddy decided that I had played enough and took the plastic away. That’s a shame, but then again, I had had my fun.

March 19^th

Yukkie, my mummy and daddy decided that it was time again to put me into the big white tub where they make me very wet. Then they use stuff from a big bottle that smells funny and they put it all over me. It took ages before they decided I had suffered long enough and was wet enough and then they let me out. It was kind of funny to see all the dark stains in the white fluffy stuff in the tub. I suppose that’s why they do this to me. I heard my mummy say that I was dirty. They don’t get it. That’s not dirty, that’s nice smells that I carefully collect everywhere. Now I can start from the beginning again.

March 1^st

Humans take so long to understand the basic principles of life! After more than three months they have finally understood that I like to spend most of my time inside. So if I’m inside all the time, then where would I like my food? A while ago my mummy put a water bowl in the kitchen, but my food was still outside. I don’t like to be forced to eat at specific times, so for days I just didn’t eat much, as it was always the wrong time. Now my mummy has finally got it and put my food bowl inside. Now I can snack all day and that’s much better.

February 14^th

There’s something new again! My mummy and daddy have taken away my bed and replaced it with this cushion. Why would they do that? The cushions on the couch are good enough for me. Maybe they want those for themselves? That’s not nice then. Anyway, I have tried this new doggy mattress and it’s not bad. At least it’s big enough to stretch out and have a good sleep. My old bed was a bit too small for that.

February 12^th

Today I got two special treats at once and I don’t trust that at all. I rarely get special treats and definitely not from that big white box they have in the kitchen. So there must be something wrong with this. I can’t think of anything my mummy and daddy have done wrong and that they must make up for, so the only thing I can think of is that I have been tricked. I think those treats were pills or contained pills. Should I be mad now? Actually I don’t care, for the treats were yummy. Can I have another pill, please?

February 4^th

Those humans have no idea what a dog bed should be like. This morning I wanted to some rest in the corner of the room, so I chose my bed. But I first had to reorganise it before it was comfortable. My mummy obviously thought that was funny, for some came with that little box that gives such a big light. Oh well, you can see how I made myself comfortable. Aren’t I clever?

January 29^th

It’s HOT here and I don’t like that. Those humans can wear very thin clothing, but I always have my fur coat. Luckily my mummy understands that I don’t want to go out for a walk in the afternoon heat. This morning I had found a really nice spot on the bed, in the airflow of the fan. My daddy was in bed too, though I don’t quite understand why. You are supposed to sleep at night, but he leaves the house at night and then comes home in the morning and then he lies down in the bed. Humans are weird. Anyway, I liked my spot on the bed, but then my mummy came and took me off, because she wanted that spot herself. It’s not fair! Grumpf…

January 17^th

My mummy is sad and I don’t know why. I just feel that she is very unhappy and I want to help her, but I’m just a little dog and I don’t know what to do. But now I feel a bit sad too, for I want my mummy to be happy. All I can do is keep her company and be a good dog.

January 10^th

Mummy put a new photo of me on this page (I can write, but don’t know how to put a photo on a website). This photo was taken last week when it was quite warm. Daddy has put me on his lap with the fan blowing over me. That was so nice!

January 6^th

This afternoon I got really excited and kept barking. After a while my mummy got mad with me, but I really couldn’t help it. Then my mummy came outside and saw what was the reason. There was a kitten on the screen in our garden and do you really think I will leave a CAT alone?!?!?!?!? My mummy tried to pick it up, but it ran away and I couldn’t get it. But I still heard it and after a little while my mummy also heard the sound. The stupid cat had hidden in the engine of the car! Cats can be SO stupid! I still couldn’t reach it, but my mummy chased it away. It was a bit of a shame that I couldn’t do that myself, but at least the stupid cat has gone now. I hope it will tell all the cats in the whole town that CATS AREN’T ALLOWED AT MY TERRITORY!

January 5^th

Today it was raining most of the day and my mummy took me for a walk in the rain twice. I like walking in the rain, but my mummy was complaining that she got wet. Yes, of course you get wet in the rain, but that’s exactly the fun. When I come home I just shake a few times and I’m dry again. If my mummy would do the same she wouldn’t have to complain about wet hair.

December 31^st

It is hot here and I don’t like that at all. I think my mummy and daddy don’t like it either, as they complain a lot about it. Yesterday they took me for a walk in the heat and I got so hot that I had to lie down for a little while as soon as we got in a shady area. I think my mummy and daddy understood the problem, for today daddy took me for a walk a bit earlier and mainly in the shady areas. But it’s still warm and I don’t feel for doing much. But hey, I’m just a companion dog, so I don’t need to do anything! Isn’t that convenient?

December 22^nd

Yesterday was my birthday, but my mummy thought it was today. Silly! Not that I was aware of it, for what do dogs know about birthdays? But today I got some really tasty pieces that my daddy got from a big bird they had put into that other big white box, that gets really hot. Mmmmmm, I wonder if I can look cute enough to get some more tomorrow….

December 21^st

Mummy is putting strange food into my bowl. It’s different from what I have eaten here so far and I don’t like changes. I saw that mummy took the food from a big bag, so maybe she likes big bags better than small bags. But why don’t they put my old food in big bags then? Loads of questions and nobody wants to answer them. But if they don’t give me anything else to eat I will get used to it.

They also have such a big, white box in the kitchen, with a light in it and there are loads of tasty things inside. Every time mummy or daddy opens the door I hope they will give me something, but they never do. It’s not fair!

December 17^th

Yesterday I wasn’t a really happy dog. First mummy and daddy left me alone for two hours (they said something about going to church), but I was really happy to see them again. But then in the afternoon somewhere they started to make a LOT of noise. BOOMBOOMBOOM and then it started raining. I’m really scared for that BOOM noise, but luckily it didn’t last too long. Then it was only rain and I like the rain. Then I can get wet and when home I can shake myself dry. That’s fun!

December 16^th

I noticed that there are still people who don’t understand the spelling of my name. My name is Dribbel with el and not Dribble with le. Can you please keep that in mind? I’m named after a pretty famous dog. You might know this one? In the English-speaking world he’s known as Spot, but his Dutch name is Dribbel. My mummy thought this was just the right name for me and I like it to.

December 14^th

Yesterday I didn’t feel very well. My stomach was a bit upset and I had to vomit. But once that had happened I quickly felt better. In the afternoon Rixta took me for a walk (why did you wait so long?) and I wanted to run. There are so many interesting smells everywhere! Luckily Rixta let me go wherever I wanted this time, so could go to the places with nice smells. After we got home I ate most of my meal and then I felt so much better. I wanted to play, but Rixta didn’t have as much energy as me.

Last night Rixta got really mad with me, as I was barking. What’s the big deal? I was awake and wanted everyone to know that I was here. But those silly humans don’t understand that. But I got the message. For as long as I want, that is of course.