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mandag den 9. november 2015

Hjemme igen / Home again

Som I nok læste tidligere har mor og far været på Malta. De siger at de har haft en fantastisk dejlig ferie med sol og varme og en enkelt dag med regn. Malta er en meget spændende ø med nogle fantastiske bygninger.

As you may read previously mom and dad have been in Malta. They say they have had a fantastic wonderful holiday with sunshine and heat and only one day with rain. Malta is a very interesting island with some amazing buildings.


De boede i et feriecenter hvor de havde deres eget hus, med gårdhave og tagterasse.
They lived in a holiday resort where they had their own house, with patio and roof terrace

Udsigten fra deres tagterasse mod vest.
The view from their rooftop terrace to the west.
Udsigten mod øst.
The view to the east.
Og mod syd.
And to the south.
Selvfølgelig var der også en stor svømmepøl, en masse katte og nogle skildpadder. Vi er misundelige!!!

Of course there  also was a large swimming pool, a lot of cats and some turtles. We want to be there too!!!




Poolen, skildpadde og kat.
The pool, a turtle and a kat.
Ej altså mor, var det nødvendigt at tage et billede at en kat der var ligeså stor som naboens frække køtere??
Really mom, did you have
 to take a picture of a cat which was as big as the neighbor's naughty mongrels??
Og stranden... Jeg vil også svømme!!!
And the beach...I want to swim !!!
Og imens mor og far rigtig hyggede sig på ferien, blev vi passet hos #søster2. Det var nu okay for vi fik dejlige lange traveture og kunne lege med vores bedste sultne ven Benn.

And while mom and dad really had a good time on vacation, we were looked after by # søster2. It was okay because we had nice long walks and were able to play with our best hungry friend, Benn.


Vi måtte sove i vores egen seng....hrmfff.
We had to sleep in our own bed....hrmfff.
Bortset fra at Vaks ikke kunne sove, hvis ikke han blev puttet i et tæppe.
Only Vaks could not sleep unless he was wrapped in a blanket.

Nu håber jeg bare at det varer rigtig længe før de rejser igen uden at tage os med.

Now I hope, it will last a long time before they will travel again without bringing us.


torsdag den 10. juli 2014

Man kan faktisk godt blive bange / You can actually get scared .....

når man går i en stor mørk skov sammen med min mor og Vaks.

Det var altid mor der luftede os i skoven på ferien i Tyskland. En rigtig dejlig skov undtagen om aftenen når det var ved at blive mørkt. Nogle gange kan man også godt se syner....



Og her kommer der noget rigtig uhyggeligt .......

Det var noget på træet, og jeg kunne ikke rigtig se hvad det var, så jeg blev rigtig bange.
Jeg turde næsten ikke nærme mig denne uhyggelige troldeagtige tingest. Mor grinede bare. Hun har ikke forstand på hvad sådan en karl kan gøre ved hunde.
Nu kunne jeg jo ikke vise Vaks at den var uhyggelig. Jeg er jo den store og skal passe på os, så jeg snuser forsigtigt til den.
Ha ha ha jeg var da godt klar over at det kun var et mærkeligt træ.
Det er også bare hende mor, der synes at jeg var sjov fordi jeg blev bange. Pfffttt ... Hun er jo slet ikke klar over hvor farlig sådan en tingest kan være.

Jeg siger bare: Skoven vrimler med træer med mærkelige knuder, men de sidder så højt oppe på træerne at jeg ikke kunne snuse til dem, så det er nok skovtrolde der sidder der oppe.

In English:

You can actually get scared  when you're walking in a big dark forest with mom and Vaks.

It was always mom who was walking us in the woods while we were on vacation in Germany. A really fine forest except in the evening when it was getting dark. So you can also easily see visions ....



And here's something really scary .......

There was something on the tree, and I could not really see what it was, so I got really scared.

I hardly dared to approach to this creepy troll-like thing. Mom just laughed. She has no sense of what such a fellow can do to dogs.

Now I could'nt show Vaks that it was creepy. Because I am the biggest and should take care of us, so I sniffed gently to it.

He he he, I was well aware that it only was a strange tree.
It's just mom who thinks I was funny because I was scared. Pfffttt ... She is not aware of how dangerous such a thing can be.

I'm just saying: The forest is teeming with trees with strange lumps, but they're sitting so high in the trees that I could not sniff them. It is probably forest trolls sitting up there. You'll never know...

See you next time.

We are joining this thursdays bloghop hosted by Ruckus the Eskie and cohost Love is being owned by a huskie or three.




mandag den 7. juli 2014

Nu er der jo aldrig helt stille på en campingplads / Here is the thing: There are never completely silent in a campground......

men når min mor og far og mig og Vaks er der, er der bestemt slet ikke stille. Vaks var i begyndelsen rigtig sød og lå bare og kiggede på folk ligesom jeg gjorde.

Ren afslapning.
Pludselig var det bare som om at han ville bjæffe noget til alle der kom forbi...

Der er ingen der rigtig reagerer på det, så derfor....
mente han at han ville bruge lidt flere kræfter på sit budskab.
Det endte dog med at min mor fik ham bestukket med saltstænger, så han ikke gøede hver gang der gik nogen forbi.

In English:
and certainly not when my mom and dad and I and Vaks are at the campsite.Vaks was at first very sweet and was just laying there looking  at people, like I did.

Pure relaxation
Suddenly it was just like Vaks wanted to yelp something to everyone who passed us ....

No one really responds to his bark, so therefore .....
he thought that he should spend a little more effort on his messages.
It ended with my mom got him bribed with pretzels, so he did not bark every time someone walked by.

See you next time.

I'm joining the Monday Mischief Bloghop:




tirsdag den 18. februar 2014

Ferie 3

English down below.

Den glatte ting i midten der ligner en vej, er til når det regner meget. Så bliver den til en flod.
Der var en del trapper i den lille by. Lige noget for min fars jernknæ ha ha.
Derfor sagde min far også, at han ville have en Taxi hjem. Det er ham i den røde T-shirt der står og venter på Taxien.

Der var rigtig mange velplejede katte på hotellet hvor de boede. Min mor synes, at den store killing så charmerende ud, med den sorte pels rundt om øjnene. Jeg ville have stået som en jagthund, hvis jeg havde været der.

Stuepigen på hotellet, arrangerede hver dag min mors og fars badehåndklæder som en fin svane.
Og min fars pyjamas blev lagt så fint. Det var nok fordi min mor og far gav drikkepenge hver dag til hende.

Her er de på vej hjem til mig, og sidder og venter i lufthavnen. Min far tjekker lige sin mobil.

         Endelig er de hjemme igen og havde en sød legetøjspapegøje med hjem til mig. 

Jeg er nu stadig lidt fornærmet over at de tog afsted uden mig. Jeg håber sandelig ikke at det bliver en vane.

In English:

Holiday.



The smooth things in the middle which is similar to a road, that is when it is raining a lot. So it becomes a river.

There were a lot of stairs in the small town. Just right for my dad's iron knee he he.

That's why my dad wanted to drive with a Taxi home to the hotel. He felt he had to, because of his knee. It's my dad in the red t-shirt waiting for the taxi.

There were so many well-kept cats at the hotel where they stayed. My mom thought that the kitten looked so charming with the black fur around the eyes. I probably would have been standing like a hunting dog, if I had been there.

Every day the maid at the hotel, arranged  my mom and dad's beach towels as a fine swan.

And my dad's pj was arranged so fine as well. It was probably because my mom and dad gave tips every day for her.

Here they are on their way home to my house. Sitting in the airport. My dad just checks his phone.

         Finally, they are back home and they had a cute toy parrot for me.

I am still a little offended because they left without me. I sure don't hope it will become a bad habit.



mandag den 17. februar 2014

Ferie 2.

English down below.

Her fortsætter min mors ferieberetning.

Da de boede lidt uden for byen, fik de gået rigtig meget. Og det var noget min fars jernknæ havde godt af. Ikke at min far syntes det, men han gik bedre og bedre.




På vej ind til byen, var der masser af Aloe Vera blomster. De kan jo næsten kurere alle hudproblemer.


Der var den hyggeligste strandpromenade.
Inden man når havnen er der en dejlig strand. Jeg ville nok have mærket om vandet var koldt. Det var kun min mors og fars yngste barnebarn, Nicolaj der prøvede at soppe i vandet.



                           Ellers så kysten langs Strandpromenaden sådan ud.

                      Her er havnen, hvor der afgår færger til øen Fuerte Ventura. Der tog de dog ikke over.

Ferieberetning forsætter og afsluttes næste gang.

In English:

Here continues my mom's story of their vacation.

Because they were living just outside the city, they had to walk a lot. And this good for my  dad's iron knee. Not that my dad thought so, but he did walk better and better.




On their way to town, there were a lot of Aloe Vera flowers. Those flowers can cure almost every skin-problems.


This was the nice boardwalk.
Before reaching the habor, there were this excellent beach. I would prefer to touch the water, to feel if the water was cold. It was only my mom's and dad's youngest grandson, Nicolaj who tried to wade in the water.



                          This was what the coast looked like along the seefront.

                   Here is the habor, with ferrys to the island Fuerte Ventura. We didn't go to that island. 

The story will continue and will be completed next time.