Sunday, 21 August 2011

Crowds, parents, and getting big - Nurhan's take:

Nurhan's take:

This was supposed to be a cabin hunting trip, but then we went by water and, well you know how that goes...


Having a giant breed dog, you should normally be able to spot your dog when he's playing in a group...
 
 This isn't always the case...

(After carefully studying the pics and zooming in Kin is furthest one to the left, looking over his shoulder at the camera).

Sadly this is now a rare sight in the Stavanger area, that said this is a 'fast treff' (i.e. a regular meet) every Saturday and Sunday at one of the local beaches at kl 0900 (any one see the downside of this? As Robin William's says in the film, 'Good Morning Vietnam', "What's the '0' stand for? Oh my god it's early!" Okay 0900 isn't particularly early, but when you spend the rest of the week getting up before 0600, you tend to look forward to the sanctuary of the weekends and leisurely starts).

Here's a question, why don't pet shops carry collars/harnesses for giant breed dogs? They are not that rare as the above picture shows... Incidentally he's the only male dog in the above picture!

Some sad news about another Newfie, Santos, I think Santos was three years old and if you search through this blog you can find a picture of him. I'm not sure of the details but it turns out that he had a bone disease that splinted the bones in his front legs which would require operations on both front legs. Santos weighed in at 80 kgs, and given the nature of what was wrong with him, was going to have serious problems even if the operation(s) were successful. MayBritt was forced to do the kind thing which must have been agonising especially as it's not so long since they lost Marco (happily from old age).


 Here it's harder to pic the correct Newfie... This is at Bråstein and the lady is the one who mentioned the beach walk.

Kin is getting big, he's a week from being nine months old, this gate is head height on me and I'm 175 cm tall...

Now a big puppy could be a problem when your mother visits as he's probably heavier than her and he definitely wants to play more. She was briefed thoroughly on how to act towards him so he wouldn't take too many liberties with her, and it all went rather well. They each managed to step on the other one's paws but other than that no harm was done.

Although it's really hard working with animals and parents; between the two of them it took me three efforts to get this picture:
They got on well together.

Still keep bumping into deer on local walks, in fact on the local footy field, unless someone else has already woken them up, they generally don't even bother to get up. Last week one ran ~ five metres in front of Kin and despite being off the lead, he didn't do anything.

 The glowing eyes in front is a deer with the flash lighting both Kin's head in the bottom right of the picture and the deer in front.

 Despite having plenty of places he can lie down, he still insists on 'wedging' himself into the tightest spaces that he can find.

And sometimes after a trip, things like getting out the car are just way tooooooooooo much bother...

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