Kenzo the Hovawart

We leave the house at 4pm, a sunset is imminent. Zerline has a golden glow in the sunlight which is still bright. She is seven months old...

I open my eyes and have a peek around me from under the covers. No wonder I am feeling so warm. Tilde is laying curled up between my legs...

What happened to that innocent little creature I picked up at Schiphol airport three months ago? That tiny fur-ball, who fell asleep whil...

"Tilde No!". Too late. Tilde jumped the fence and was out of sight, chasing the bunny on full speed. That'll be the end of ...

"Can we have a word?" Oh no, I thought, not the union again. Zerline could read my mind.

Zerline is thoroughly discovering her disproportionate growing legs. She is trying them out on a daily basis to mark her latest top speed...

The long-time readers of this blog will have guessed this post was right around the corner. I researched Zerline's roots, like I did ...

"OMG. She feels so soft!" I hear that a lot. "Will it last?" some ask too.

We're well passed three months now. At this age, Zerline reminds me a lot about Kenzo. We first got him home when he was about the ag...

Today I tried to take a walk alone with Tilde. Being just the two of us would allow for a longer walk and, with all the time which goes i...