Kampdag / Women's day

I dag er det Kvindernes Internationale Kampdag. Yay for jeg er jo også hun(d)køn. Mor deltager også i denne kampdag, bare på en lidt anden måde.

Today is International Women's Day. Yay because I'm also she gender. Mom also participating in this Day, just in a slightly different way.

Mor har fundet ud af at hun elsker at hækle. Her er hun ved at hækle et sjal. Vi hygger os rigtig.

Mom found out that she loves to crochet. Here she is crocheting a shawl. We enjoy ourselves really much.

Pludselig kravler der en stor mega kæmpe edderkop hen over sjalet som hun hækler på. 

Suddenly a big mega giant spider crawls across the shawl, as she crocheting.

Mor skriger, vi bliver bange og hun kaster sjal og hæklenål ud i luften.

Mom screams, we get scared and she throws shawl and crochet hook into the air.

Det er her, mor bliver til en ægte kamphanedame. Hun vil bare finde den edderkop og måske slå den ihjel, eller smide den udenfor. Selv om vi hjælper med at lede, kan vi ikke finde den. Den sidder heller ikke i sjalet.

This is where mom becomes a real cockfighter woman. She wants to find the spider and perhaps kill it, or throw it outside. Even we are looking too, we can't find it. It don't sit in the shawl either.

Så da hun fortsætter med hæklingen, har vi alle et øje på hver pote finger. For mor vil kæmpe til sidste blodsdråbe (edderkoppens) hvis hun ser den igen.
So when she continues crocheting, we all have an eye on each paw finger. Because mom will fight to the last drop of blood (the spider's) if she sees it again.

Nu undrer vi os over hvor den mon blev af. Sådan en kæmpe edderkop kan da ikke bare forsvinde... eller kan den???

Now we wonder where it went. Such a giant spider can not just disappear ... or can it?

Den kloge kok.... / The wise chef....

I dag læste mor i avisen, at en stjernekok fra Sverige kan få en cheeseburger fra McD til at forvandle sig til en smagsrevolution!!! Han sagde: "Prøv at spise cheesburgeren på hovedet næste gang".

Selvfølgelig tænkte mor: "Det må jeg prøve".

Today mom read in the newspaper that a celebrity chef from Sweden can get a cheeseburger from McD to transform into a taste revolution !!! He said: "Try to eat the cheesburger upside down next time."

Of course mom thought: "This I'll try".

Jeg må prøve den smagsrevolution!!!
I'll have to try the taste revolution!!!

Hmm, den smager nøjagtig ens!
Hmm, it taste exactly the same to me!

Selvfølgelig mente stjernekokken at det var burgeren man skulle vende på hovedet. For som han sagde: "Så kommer den indlagte agurk i direkte kontakt med tungen".

Hmm.... jeg vil nu mene at der er kødet der er værd at gå efter!

Of course the celebrity chef meant it was the burger you had to turn upside down. As he said: "Then the inserted cucumber comes in direct contact with your tongue".

Hmm .... I think that it is meat, that is worth going for!

Jeg undrede mig / I wondered...

Jeg har længe undret mig over hvad vi skulle bruge Vaks til. Jeg bilder mig selv ind, at jeg skulle bruges til at være vagthund og til at gå en tur med mor og far. Men Vaks ... skulle han kun bruges til at gå en tur med mor og far??? Det kan da ikke være rigtigt at jeg skal gøre alt arbejdet.
I går fandt jeg så ud af, hvad vi skulle bruge Vaks til.

Han fangede en mus. Den var smuttet ind i vores køkken. Mor skreg og far sagde "ta' den Vaks". Og han gjorde det. Fangede og bed den ihjel. Bagefter bar han den ud i haven hvor han brugte meget tid på at studere den.
Hvad jeg gjorde? Ingenting. Faktisk  var jeg helt ligeglad. Jeg kunne da ikke drømme om at tage ikke sådan nogle skadedyr i min mund. Man er vel en pige.

I wondered why we needed Vaks. I imagine  I have to be the security dog and take mom and dad for a walk. But Vaks ... could it be true he only had to take mom and dad for a walk occasionally??? It can't be right I have to do all the work!
But yesterday, I found out what Vaks was needed for.

He caught a mouse which had slipped into our kitchen. Mom screamed and dad said "get it Vaks". And he did get it. He Caught and bit him to death. Afterwards, he carried it out into the garden where he spent much time studying it. 
What I did? Nothing. In fact I I didn't care at all. I don't take such pests in my mouth. I surely am a girl.

Vagthunden holder øje med alting.
Homeland security keeps an eye at things.

Vaks med musen. Rystede, rystede og rystede musen.
Vaks with the mouse. Shook, shook and shook the mouse.

Mor syntes at vi er meget dygtige til vores arbejde. Vi fik ovenikøbet godbidder.
Mom think we are good at our jobs. Yep we even got some treats.

Det var vist godt at jeg godkendte Vaks, dengang vi skulle have ham.

I believe it was a good thing I approved Vaks, when we went to get him.

Kæmpe festmiddag... / Huge banquet

In English down below:

I går skulle min mor og far til en kæmpe festmiddag. Min mor havde lang kjole på og min far var i sådan noget sjovt pingvintøj, som han kaldte kjole og hvidt. Hmm .... der var nu ikke meget hvidt over det, kun skjorten og vesten.

Vi tænkte jubiii så skal vi have lækker mad, men det viste sig, at vi slet ikke skulle med. Skandale.

De ser glade ud, selv om vi slet ikke skal med.

Da vi skyndte os hen til dem så de helt underlige ud i hovederne. Min far sagde, at de fik hundehår på sig. 

Og nu vi snakker om hundehår, så er det altså mærkeligt, at når mine hår sidder på fars fine tøj er de hvide, men når de sidder på mig er de brune...virkeligt underligt.

Vi kom også lidt savl på dem...Vi tænkte at når de så på deres tøj og så savl og hundehår, ville de komme i tanker om os og tage nogle lækkerier med hjem til os. Uheldigvis virkede det ikke.

De kom hjem uden lækkerier hrmf... men til gengæld var hele mors ben og fod svulmet helt op.

Så kunne de måske lære at blive hjemme, istedet for at føjte rundt uden os.

In English:

Yesterday my mom and dad attend to a huge banquet. My mom had a long evening gown on and my father was wearing some funny penguin clothes, which he called his white tie. Hmm .... there was not much white about it, only the shirt and vest and bowtie.

We thought jubiii, then we will have delicious food, but it turned out that we didn't go. What a scandal.

They look happy, even though we are not comming to the party.

As we hurried to them they saw completely weird in there heads. My dad said they got dog shedding on there clothes.

And now we're talking about dog hair it is odd that when my hair is on dad's best clothes the hair is white, but when the hair is on me it is brown ... really weird.

We got a little drool on them too .... We thought, that when they looked at their clothes and saw the drool and the dog hair, they would think of us and bring home some goodies. Unfortunately it didn't work.

They came home without goodies. Hrmf ... but in return mom's leg and foot was completely swollen.

Then maybe they could learn to stay at home, rather than gallivanting around without us.

Genoptræning af mors fod / Rehabilitation of moms foot.

In English down below:

Mor har meldt sig ind i et Fitness Center. Hun regner med at hun vil genoptræne sin fod der. Den er stadigvæk meget, meget tyk og hævet . I tilgift forventer hun også at få nogle muskler i hendes mormorarme.

Mor før hun starter i Fitness Centret.

En af øvelserne så mormorarmene vil forsvinde.

Sådan hun forventer hendes arme vil se ud om meget snart.

Vi følger spændt mors udvikling af musklerne....og hendes fod tilbage til normal.


 In English:

Mom has joined in a Gym. She expects that she will rehabilitate her foot there. It is still very, very thick and swollen. In addition, she expects to get some muscles in her grandma-arms.

Mom before she starts in the Gym.

One of the exercises so the Grandma-arms will disappear.

That's how she expects her Grandma-arms to look like very soon.

We will eagerly follow mom's progress of her muscles .... and her foot back to normal.


See you next time.

Skræk og rædsel... / Fear and horror....

In English down below: 

I går sad min mor i lænestolen og småblundede til fjernsynet. Nogen gange når man sådan sidder, kan man ligesom fornemme at man ikke er alene. Det kunne min mor også.

Mor sidder og hygger i lænestolen!

Hun fornemmer en stor skygge på gulvet ikke langt fra lænestolen!

Og der var den....en mega, gigantisk, kæmpestor edderkop der både havde waders og seler på. Hårene rejste sig på hendes hoved og det var lige før, hun skreg. Hun var glad for at hun havde benene oppe på en fodskammel. Hun tænkte straks at jeg skulle komme og redde hende. Vaks og jeg elsker jo at spise hvepse og fluer, så hvorfor ikke edderkopper???

Vaks og mig løb ind i stuen til hende, men da vi så den mega, gigantiske, kæmpe edderkop, skulle vi ikke nyde noget!

Og sådan gik det til at der nu bor en mega, gigantisk, kæmpestor edderkop iklædt waders og seler, et eller andet sted i vores stue.

Hmm.... mor siger at hun går tidligt i seng i dag så hun ikke skal sidde inde i stuen!!!

In English: 

Yesterday  my mom was sitting in the armchair and dozed to the television. Sometimes when you are sitting somewhere, you can just feel that you are not alone. That my mom could too.

Mom is sitting having a good time in the armchair!

She senses a large shadow on the floor close to the armchair!

And there it was .... a mega, gigantic, enormous spider who was wearing both waders and braces. Mom's hair stood right up on her head and it was just before she screamed. She was glad that she had her legs up on an ottoman. She immediately thought that I should come and save her. Vaks and I love eating wasps and flies, so why not spiders ???

Vaks and I ran into the living room, but when we saw that mega, gigantic, enormous spider, we wouldn't risk anything!

And that's how a mega, gigantic, enormous spider who is wearing waders and braces, came to live, somewhere in our living room.

Hmm .... mom tells us,  she is going to bed early today so she don't have to sit in the living room !!!


See you next time.

Ægte kærlighed... / True love...

In English down below:

Vi elsker far, specielt når han spiser.

For far spilder altid mad på gulvet!

Ægte kærlighed!!!

In English:

We love Dad, especially when he's eating.

Because Dad always spills food on the floor!

True love!!!

See you next time.

Rovdyret.... / The predator

In English down below:  

Forleden dag da vi skulle ud at køre, kom en af naboens små næsvise køtere løbende hen for at gø af os. Jeg blev virkelig vred, ja jeg forvandlede mig til et rovdyr, for den lille køter skulle da ikke gø af Vaks og mig. Det skulle jeg hurtigt få sat en stopper for. Hurtig som lynet (Lucky Luke som er hurtigere end sin egen skygge, ville have været misundelig) for jeg efter hunden.

Jeg fortæller køteren at han skal holde mund!

Køteren svarer at han gøer hvis det passer ham!

Men jeg skal lære den. Jeg forvandler mig til et rigtigt rovdyr, og smider den ned på ryggen.

Hrmf...den eneste der blev skadet var mig for køteren bed mig i snuden. Og fra min side var der vist mere lyd end tænder.

Naboen drog af med sin hund og min far drog af med mig. Der var heldigvis ingen sure miner. Men min stolthed....den er blevet såret.

Det er lidt mere end min stolthed der blev såret. Jeg fik et hak i tuden.

In English: 

The other day when we were going to ride in the car, came one of the neighbor's little sassy mongrels running to bark at us. I was really angry, so I turned  into a predator. The little mongrel shouldn't bark at Vaks and me. I would quickly put an end to it. Quick as the lightning (Lucky Luke which is faster than his own shadow would have been envious) I ran after the dog.

I tell the mongrel to shut up!

He tells me, that he barks if he want to!

But I'll teach him. I transform myself into a real predator, and throws him down on his back!

Hrmf ... the only one who was injured was me, because the cur bit my nose. And from my side I think there was more sound than teeth.

The neighbor went with his dog and my dad went with me. Luckily, there was no hard feelings. But my pride .... it has been injured.

It's a bit more than my pride that was hurt. I got a notch in the spout.

En byhund på landet... / A city dog in the countryside...

In English down below:

Da vi fik Vaks var alle inde i Dyreværnet rigtig glade på Vaks vegne, over at han skulle bo på landet. Vi synes også at det var perfekt for en lille hund at bo her hos os laaaangt ude på landet. Et dejligt frit liv for en hund. Jeg elsker jo selv at bo her og jagte en kat i ny og næ.

Men for Vaks er virkeligheden  lidt anderledes. Han er ikke alene bange, nej han er rædselsslagen for en masse skræmmende ting.

Han er bange når det blæser i trækronerne!

Han er bange når det tordner!

Han er bange når naboens pressenning, som han har lagt over halmballerne, blafrer i vinden!

Han er bange når det regner!

Han er faktisk også bange for mørket ude i haven, så mor må gå med ham ud om aftenen, ellers vil han ikke gå udenfor. 

Men hvad han ikke er bange for, og det kunne ellers skræmme mig noget, det er store lastbiler og andre farlige ting der findes inde i byen:

Han er ikke bange for hylende politibiler!

Han er heller ikke bange for store busser der siger lyde når de bremser og bagefter åbner dørene med et pfft!

Så det er jo ikke fordi at han er en bangebuks. Han har bare aldrig boet på landet før og hørt alle de lyde der findes på landet. Men jeg skal nok lære ham at alle de skræmmende lyde herude på landet, er okay.

In English:

When we got Vaks, all the people inside the Animal Protection Shelter were really happy at Vaks's behalf, that he was going to live in the countryside. We also think that it was perfect for a small dog to stay with us here in the countryside. A nice free life for a dog. I myself love to stay here and chase a cat once in a while. 

But Vaks is actually a little different. He is not only afraid, no, he is terrified of a lot of scary things.

He's scared when the wind blows in the treetops!

He's scared when it thunders!

He's scared when the neighbor's tarpaulin, which he laid over the straw bales, is flapping in the wind!

He's scared when it is raining!

He is even afraid of the dark in the garden, so mom must go with him in the evening, or he will not go outside.

But what he is not afraid, and it might otherwise scare me, it's big trucks and other dangerous things that exist in the city:

He is not afraid of wailing police cars!

He is not afraid of big buses that make sounds when braking and then open the doors with a pfft!

So it's not like he's a scary pants. He just never lived in the country before hearing all the sounds of the countryside. But I'll teach him that all the noises are okay, here in the countryside.

See you next time.