Har vi en forræder i blandt os .......... / Do we have a traitor among us ........

jeg tror det faktisk.

Vaks kan altså noget så godt lide at stikke af. Han har fundet et sted i hegnet (som min mor og far absolut endnu ikke har fundet) hvor han kan komme ud.

Så løber han ned til naboens møg køtere. Forræder. For han er faktisk blevet gode venner med dem nu. Naboen siger at det ikke gør noget at Vaks løber ned til dem. Hans hunde løber altså også tit hen til vores have, så der står i virkeligheden nok bare 1-1. 

Jeg må nok lige fortælle at vi bor ude på landet laaangt ude af en markvej, så det er ikke farligt at Vaks løber, mere irriterende.

Vaks spæner afsted og mor spæner efter ham med hans line og en pose godbidder.

Mor ved at hun skal sige sit, for så sætter han sig og løber ikke videre. Hun bander og svovler en smule, imens hun løber hen til ham.

Hun ved også, at hun ikke skal skælde ham ud, for så kan hun nok slet ikke få fat på ham næste gang han spæner. Så hun bærer ham hjem imens hun bander med en sukkersød stemme.

Vaks er ligeglad for han fik en godbid fordi han var så dygtig til at blive siddende.

Mor tror nok at hun har fundet ud af hvor han kommer ud igennem hegnet. Så nu er hullet stoppet...... håber hun.

In English: Do we have a traitor among us.....

you can say so.

Vaks likes running away. He has found a place in the fence (which my mom and dad definitely have not yet found) where he can get out.

Then he runs down to the neighbor's dung mongrels. Traitor. For he has actually become good friends with them now. The neighbor says it does'nt matter, Vaks runs down the road to them. The neighbor's dogs run all the time to our garden, so the position is actually 1-1.


I need to tell you that we live in the countryside looong out of a dirt road, so it is not dangerous when Vaks runs, more annoying.

Vaks is running fast and mom is running after him with his leash and a bag of treats.

Mom knows she has to tell him to sit down, because when she says that, he obeys. She curses and swear a little bit when she runs towards him.

She also knows that she shall not scold him, because then she would not get hold of him the next time he runs. So she carries him home while she is cursing and swearing with a sugared voice.

Vaks does'nt care. He got a treat because he was so good to sit down.


Mom think  she probably found where he comes out through the fence. So now the hole is stopped ...... she hopes.

That was a big mischief from Vaks, I think.

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