Today is my lucky day!!! I am very excited! Veronica and I are going on an excursion. We are visiting Veronica’s sister, SPS.

Remember her? She’s the Veterinarian animal behaviourist, the one with the three dogs, two horses and a cat. Yep! She knows it all.

Dennis, yes him, gave me “the talk”. (Veronica was probably keeping hers for later) “Now you behave! Don’t embarass yourself…and us!”

Pfff… Why is he lecturing me?  He’s supposed to be the “California cool guy”!! And, I’m nearly perfect anyway!

It took forever for Veronica to get ready. (Dennis’s much faster, he could really teach her a thing or two!!)

I waited patiently in her room. Look at me; perfect already!

This is Rose and Yoda, The Cutie Pugs. I met Yoda a long time ago, we’re pals, but Rose, she is the unknown entity.

Veronica think’s they’re “soooo cute”!!! I have to agree here, they’re adorable with their little wrinkly faces.

(See; not jealous. I just thought it worth mentioning)

Just before leaving Veronica made me sit down…oh, oh here it comes, “the talk!!”…sure enough;  “Felicia you have to be gentle with Rose, she’s very small. Don’t play violently with her”, “And remember: don’t be bossy”!

Bossy? What’s she talking about?

Perhaps, on very rare occasions, I might have been a tad controlling with some of the new guys at Corinne’s. They’re irritating.

At any rate, I have to express my inner feelings…It’s a well known fact that keeping emotions bottled up is not healthy!

As we arrive up in the hills, there’s an unpleasant surprise: SNOW!! Not the snow again!!  Well, I won’t make a fuss, don’t want them to think I’m a wimp (which I’m NOT!)

SPS was so happy to see me. Of course, it’s me, Felicia!

Both Cutie Pugs came up to say hello. Rose very shy, took up a safe position behind SPS.

Yoda immediately wanted to hang out. He’s cool, yeah, real cool.

I have to explain my embarrassing short blue leash; It so happens that lately Veronica and I have had a little disagreement on how a walk should come off.

Apparently I’m easlily distracted. Thus the leash,”it keeps me on my toes”, so she thinks. Sure..whatever…I’m planning to get back on track ASAP…but don’t tell her!! (FYI: I CAN focus, I just choose not to!!).

Enough about that stupid leash! C’mon Yoda, let’s go wild and play crazy!!

We ran off together! Even Rose tagged along.

I have a great advantage here: I have longer legs!! Yes for once I’m THE ONE WITH THE LONG LEGS!  Oh yeah!!!

I feel like a giant! What a powerful feeling. “Felicia the giant dog”, “Felicia the monster dog”, hmmmm… “Felicia the powerful giant Boxer dog”. Yes that’s it! I’m the coolest!!

Rose felt walking with SPS was a better choice and left. (It wasn’t my fault! I did NOT scare her!! I promise I was as good and gentle as ever. Ask Yoda)

Now this is my kind of snow. It’s flat, no problem running anywhere, none of that deep snow nonsense. And this place is pure paradise, a vast flat desert!

I have to come back here. Perhaps Indya can come too. She would go crazy!!! (On second thought perhaps not, I kind of like being the running Queen here)

Yippieeee, “RUN Felicia RUN!! Show them your long powerful legs!!!  “Look Felicia the powerful giant Boxer dog’s running”… Ha, ha yes that’s sounds so cool!

Yes “Felicia the powerful giant Boxer dog” needs her daily exercise! Boy, do I like that definition! (I’m planning to keep it to myself, I get the feeling Indya might tease me.)

Now I didn’t feel running was the main purpouse of this visit. (I might be a giant here but I’m not Indya, I’m not obsessed by running. No need to overdo it)

We played and played and played a bit more. Even Rose joined us.

We headed back. SPS walks so fast, and those small cutie Pugs are in great shape. But then SPS used to run marathons, so I guess it’s a family thing. Like VH and Indya. To each their own.

No way in a million years will Dennis and Veronica take up jogging. Ha, what a joke!!

Anyway, I can run, you saw it! (And I have big muscles, even Dr L thinks so!) (“Dr L”)

Zarah waited back in the house. She’s nine years old and a little fragile, she can’t walk far anymore.

She’s the sweetest Boxer ever, real nice and friendly. I like her a lot. She’s very discreet and quiet.

Not like Yoda, look at him taking up the postion right infront of her. Who does he think he is? The King of the castle?

I like him, oh yes, very much and he’s fun. But he’s a little full of himself. Everything’s not about him!!

Rose on the other hand is discreet. She sits down, gently, close to Zarah. She’s a little shy, generous, modest…well just like me!

Can’t believe how many self-centred dogs are out there!

Hey! HEY!!! What’s going on?? Is Veronica giving out candy??? HEY GUYS! What about me?? I’m older and larger and stronger; I should get first!

Remember, I’m “Felicia the powerful giant Boxer dog”!!! Make way!!

Sadly all fun has an end, and we have to leave. What a great day! Can I come back?? PLEASE??

Back home Dennis looked me in the eyes; “Did you embarras yourself?” “Did SPS make a diagnosis on your sometimes erratic behaviour?”

What does he think, Veronica will not go to see her sister and complain about me! They have more important matters to discuss. There is nothing to say and…

…I’m perfect!

The Cutie Pugs are my buddies!!

 

Thank you my dearest sister for your patience and advice all through the years, me and my Boxers are most grateful