Dog days 3…

09 Dec

    Part three – Growing up fast.

(Trans. – dalecooper57)

Everything is happening so fast now.
Days go past like,…like,…like things that are not here for long.

Karla goes out every day now.
Oh, Karla loves going out.
Mainly, She takes me out – He goes away in the day, to the place that makes Him smell bad – sometimes we go in the Car (the smelly box is a Car) to the places with the fun-water.
And sometimes we walk up the hard floor hill until we get to the Field.


Karla has learnt Car, and Field, and Walk, and Dinner. And lots of other words.
Karla is a Clever Girl!

Karla has leant other things too, not just words.
Karla has learnt she doesn’t like Baths at all.

One day, She took me to our Fields, near the House (new word for lair) and we were playing Fun With Sticks, our favourite game.
She was throwing away perfectly good sticks, and no matter how many times I brought them back, she didn’t understand how nice they were, and threw them away again.

Karla knows what to do with sticks.
Sticks are for chewing.
Sticks are for carrying, however big they are.


While I was looking for yet another stick that wasn’t good enough for Her, I smelled something so good.
I had to find it, it smelled so doggy, but much, much stronger.


I sniffed and sniffed and sniffed, even when She called to me.
And then I found it!

Oh, it was so powerful.
I just had to smell like that too.

I rolled, and rolled, and rolled…

She said
– Karla, what did you do?
Oh, you smell awful!

She said
– You’re going to need a Bath…

When we got home, He was there.
He said
– What the hell has she rolled in?
She said
– I think it’s fox poo.
He said
– Right, in the Bath then.


           Nooooo! Not a Bath!

I knew. I knew what He was going to do.
He tried to pretend something nice was Upstairs.
Ha! Karla is a Clever Girl.
Karla doesn’t want to go.

He not play fair. Put Karla’s lead on her. Drag Karla up to Bath.

Smells wrong.
Bright, shiny.
Slippy in Bath, Karla can’t stand up properly.

He makes it Rain really hard.
Rubs horrible smelling stuff in Karla’s fur.

Karla has had enough.



Now, Karla doesn’t go in Bath anymore.
He makes it rain hard, and really cold outside instead.

It’s still better.

But Karla likes fun-water.
Water that moves, and is deep.
Water to chase Sticks in.
Water to dive in.

Look at what a good swimmer Karla is!

Karla can Swim very well.
Karla knows Swim.
She says
– Do you want to go for a swim?
Karla sooooo happy. Jumping. Barking. Yes please!

We go in the Car to The Meadow, which is like really big field, but with long fun-water at the bottom.
It has Sticks, and Mud, and lots of exciting smells.
And sometimes, there are little, furry, hopping things. They run really fast.
Karla always chases them.
They always get away, but Karla doesn’t mind.


Here’s me with a really good Stick in the Meadow.

And then, after we walk round The Meadow, we get to the really fun part.

Karla runs to the fun-water, and…

Karla leaps!


Leap to part four.

1 Comment

Posted by on December 9, 2012 in Karla, Personal anecdote


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One response to “Dog days 3…

  1. joey

    January 22, 2016 at 20:30

    My dog has a knack for getting skunked. Abandoned doghouse nearby…Ugh.
    She’s only been swimming a few times. Doesn’t seem to love it or hate it, but she’ll go if I throw her toys out. She loves to retrieve…
    (Sadie’s mother was a German Shepherd and we think she’s part Golden.)
    She’s the only dog I’ve ever had who doesn’t love sticks. Weird, huh?
    I loved the stick bit — doesn’t know the sticks are good 😛


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