Part 5: Meeting strange creatures. Page 5.
Part 5 has grown into a multi-page thing. This is page 5 covering the period August 10 - 13. Links to other pages are found at the bottom of this page.
|At last, a Bichon Frisé who is truly and professionally friseed. Met him on the aft deck of an archipelago steamer as we were heading for a Saturday lunch.||This is Chico, a crossing between Greyhound and a Goldn retriever. Met him as we were waiting for a ferry to take us to our final island destination.|
|On the car ferry I met Hebbe, a huge Airedale terrier. He was really friendly and lied down so I wouldn't break my neck trying to sniff him.||While the humans were fiesting away on filet of veal and other delicacies, I was fed my usual ration of Royal Canin fodder. Luckily, there were lots of pine cones laying about, so I didn't have to spend any time admiring the view.|
|On the way back from Saturday lunch in the archipelago I bumped into a really unusual dog quayside, while I was waiting for the boat back to Stockholm. A Bichon Havanaise, just 1 year old. Both he and his two servants were very friendly and I am sorry I had to make a run for the boat back into town.||Here is a Golden Retriever, that I met on a Sunday walk. She wasn't too interested in me, but at least we said hello.|
|Flisan is a Cairn terrier like me. She is 11 years old, so she doesn't play with puppies anymore. But it was nice to meet a Cairn.||But Malin likes to play with puppies. She is a 1 year old Golden Retriever and we had lots of fun. I had her on her back, but my sloppy servant had the camera turned off, so I can't show it.|
|One more Golden Retriever - Sofie - who is just 10 weeks old and of a nervous disposition. She ran off when I wanted to play.||Saying hello to Morris, an elderly Cocker Spaniel gentleman, who sniffed me disinterestedly and turned away. I hope I haven't got bad breath.|
|Big girlie meet with four King Charles spaniels. The fourth was not on leash and outside of the picture. Got a bit nervous. There were so many of them and they stared at me with bulging eyes. Really scary!||Poor Sebastian! They had cut his fur short for the summer and shaved off his beautiful moustaches. You could hardly see that he is a Scotch terrier. He was so ashamed, that he could barely face me.|
|Met this beuatiful Cairn terrier briefly in the entrance of a ladies' hair dresser parlor. as I was passing by. The other end of her leash is attached to her servant, who had her hair set.||The gem of my collection of truly unusual dogs: Dolly, an American Toy Fox Terrier. There are only 25 of them in all of Sweden. She is one year old, but I figured I could have this tiny dog on her back in no time at all. Not so! The game was declared a draw after 20 minutes. I am so mortified that I could die.|