Bullying, injuries, great day, big dogs - Nurhan's take

Nurhan's take:

Late season skiing is normally really good. Snow is a good consistency, weather is more stable, sun doesn't go down until after 22:00 hrs, and as you can see from Mel in the above picture, it's generally warmer. Here Kin is trying to hypnotize her so she gives him, her food. It wasn't a great success... in fact, despite the fact that he has quite a number of kilos on her, she does have a tendency to bully him:

Not that he really seems to mind.


This was a short trip from the car and had him tied to a tree whilst we ripped up the surrounding slopes.

This pic is Kin, & I on the way back to the car (Pics from Mel). 


Kin still runs under the skis, so you have to be really careful, which does limit where we can take him. He was clipped with the metal edges of the skis on a paw back at the end of March, this then caused him some problems which necessitated a trip to the vet, lotions and potions.

And meant that I either had to put a cone on his head (cone is so big that he can't fit through doors! Or

He didn't like the 'anti lick' wool sock and despite the addition of duct tape, it didn't take him long to remove it!


Now on last Saturday, Mel, & I had gliders, and skis in the car (and of course, Kin). There is a paragliding course ongoing at the moment and I normally can tie Kin up at the hill that they are training on. Sadly this time there were cows in the field. Cows and dogs don't tend to mix well. When I noticed the cows (on the other side of the fence), Kin & I turned back to the car. The cows came as a herd to the rather insubstantial fence. Cows have a tendency to trample dogs (and their owners, if they are in the same place - and are best avoided). We took a trip up to the main take off, but it was too windy, so we decided to head up the road and go skiing instead. We did ask/taunt May if she wanted to come, and we were kind enough to send her pictures of us, in the sun, in the snow.


Next day Kin stayed at home, in the garden, and May, Mel, David, and I went on a longer ski trip.

And my jaw is still hurting from the grinning. Perfect snow, found some steep downhills to carve turns on, great weather, and not least good company. Kin was in the garden for almost eight hours (on the Friday before he'd been in the house for almost ten hours alone - neither time did it seem to be a problem for the little chap).


Felt knackerd when I came home but had to take him out. At one point he managed to disappear, and when he came back, you generally make a fuss, so he associate's coming back as a good thing, sadly it was only after I started to pet him and he'd rubbed himself up on me that I realised he'd found something worse than shit to roll in (I have no idea what/where he rolled but it was seriously unpleasant). Got him to swim in a lake, didn't do much to change the smell, did think about taking a dip to get smell out of my trousers, but decided against it on the grounds that the shoes would take too long to dry out (oh and it was only +6 deg C). Got back to the house and then had to wash him, which generally takes an hour, then had to have a shower. So very late dinner! - This kind of thing could be made hilarious in a comedy serious, less funny when you are tired & hungry!


Lastly Øyvind, & I have been trying to get a play date for our dogs. He has a two year old Great Dane, who currently weighs in over 80 kgs. They have met once before, but that was when Per was looking after Kin. Øyvind and I were talking dogs last week and he showed me the below picture of one of his friend's dog:

And people think Kin is big! Then we had a look at 'George', the world's largest dog, another Dane, who really isn't far off the size of a horse!