And don't miss...

...Melvin in the local paper. Or at least on their webpage. But it really caught your attention when I said "in the paper", admit it. Now you know you have to check out the picture. About 200 people have seen him so far, and feel free to rate my pretty pretty picture =).

http://minbild.sydsvenskan.se/o.o.i.s?id=5&imgid=1374&album=Hund

Sunday-walk movies

Four cute films of Melvin on his Sunday-walk, playing with 14 other dogs - huskeys, a huge mastiff, a manchester terrier, a bunch of labradors and his favourite: Lingo the Jack Russel Terrier.

Cozy weekend

Cute Cat loves to heat his feline ass by the fire place

More asses getting hot

Who could resist those eyes? YOU try!

Someone got super-bored listening to our (mine, Joding's, Andreas' and Elisabet's) chit-chat over V.E.S.P.A-pizza, and then coffe. Some of us even had ice-cream, others didn't. Altogether it was a spontaneous cozy event - thanks a lot you guys!

Autumn cleaning

Evil AF-bostäder-standard algea on the balcony - time to remove it all, to make it MY standard.

CLEAN CLEAN CLEEEEAN!

And a few buckets full of green algea-water. Could I perhaps make some japaneese style soup-thing?

Putting out the new pretty flowers on the clean clean balcony!



If you think the flowering looks sparse - buy me more flowers!

Dog watching dog show

Melvin likes the dog show that's on tv4+ on mondays at 8pm.

Pretty posers

Two good friends sniffing each other up by the pond

The leaning dog named Melvin

Full speed across the bridge over troubled waters

Cozy in Kattarp

Kalle Melvinsson (my dad's name for this little bundle of cuteness) being bad to the bone in the car queue getting out of Lund on our way over to my parents' place.
The three most important features of a relaxed evening; The fire place season premiere...

beer...

and knitting.

It's important to smell the yarn properly, to make sure the quality is right. Uuuuh, I can feel those earthy-sheepy undertones...

Just look at the extremely relaxed result.

The first step...

...into being a sucker for doggy-dressing. I hope I never ever reach that goal, obviously. But for some reason I just couldn't pass this little scarf up. Look how cute he is - in a rather contradictory way. How could someone with those big brown puppy-eyes be bad to his cute little bones?

Rela'xi-cat

Somebody is really enjoying the new old chair. He rarely lets us use it...

Coffee

Warm autumn afternoon coffee with Emma, Elisabet and Paul. The best coffee in town - some say - and brillant creamy chocolate cake. And that lovely cool autumn air, knitted jumpers and nice company.

Uuuuuuh, I loooove my sandwich.

New friends

Today Melvin has played with 7 large dogs. He was a little bit scared, but not a lot. He did not follow them down into the mud/water, which I understand and appreciate. He has slept every little second since we got back from playing with the big dogs. We'll meet these dogs every sunday now, so nice!

Melvin and a flatcoated Jack Russel that passed by. This is probably how big Melvin will get later.

Playing with the dogs

2 of 3 lovelies

The big dogs swimming

Playing (can you spot mini-Melvin?)

Book club

At Emma's place. Brunch with waffles, fruit salad and champagne. One word - brilliant!

Eou, I'm seu druuuunk

Eou, I'm seu druuuunk


After 1.5 glass champagne - even mum got on Emma's new long board.


And Melvin (without champagne)

All the cool people go to Nimis

Lots of action on Nimis. Apart from the trees scaring these two girls, we also met a very angry cow - very very angry

Being relaxed and pretty at Nimis

Was he really there, or is this a photoshop collage?

Pretty Nimis - third time this year, and definitely still charming


Hillbilly pear-eating at Nimis

Happy now...

But if you make her laugh twice within 15 seconds, she starts crying - a lot!

Pleasure and pain

Someone is really really enjoying the new chair Irene was kind enough to give to us. It has belonged to her father once upon a time, and now it belongs to Cute Cat. He's sleeping there all the time!



When the little bugger isn't chasing him, and pulling him by the tail.

Pee and poop

It seems like all I do these days - clean up pee and poop. When I'm at work, it's pee and poop from rats. And when I'm home, it's after Melvin the puppy. Melvin the poopy.

At least Cute Cat sticks to his box.

I was bruised and battered

It all started with me being innocently (of course) hung-over in my bed saturday morning at 9.30. My alarm bell had just gone berserk, and had realised how skeptical I was to showing up and carrying heavy boxes at Andreas and Elisabet's new place. I went up and had a large glass of water, and set the alarm an hour later.

Me, and Joding, ended up showing our faces 3 hours late, but with bulging muscles ready to take on the large boxes! I, ME, carried a piano!! How cool am I? Not alone, and it was an electrical piano, but none the less, it was not light I tell you! We all busted our asses for another 3 hours or so, and what was the reward?

A messy apartment, and heavy bruising.



But look how happy they were afterwards!


(and do note how Elisabet's making a hillbilly-cousin-face in the mid/messy apartment picture)