This morning I woke up smelling....... SNOW!!!!!!! I jumped on the sleeping Bolle (my boss) and jumped and jumped, come on come on come on. But he didn't even move. Harmanna, his wife laughed. Forget it, we go. And so, 10 minutes later, yes, paradise in my own backyard. No words in this blog, look at the photo's and click on it to enlarge. Yes, the St Bernard, Yentle, is one of my best friends. She is a real snow-rescuedog. Good your boss isn't here, she said. Good? Yes, she nodded her big head. He would have made again his poor joke about my barrel of brandy ........
maandag, maart 24, 2008
LUCKY DEVIL ME
This morning I woke up smelling....... SNOW!!!!!!! I jumped on the sleeping Bolle (my boss) and jumped and jumped, come on come on come on. But he didn't even move. Harmanna, his wife laughed. Forget it, we go. And so, 10 minutes later, yes, paradise in my own backyard. No words in this blog, look at the photo's and click on it to enlarge. Yes, the St Bernard, Yentle, is one of my best friends. She is a real snow-rescuedog. Good your boss isn't here, she said. Good? Yes, she nodded her big head. He would have made again his poor joke about my barrel of brandy ........