Blaauwklippen Family Market is a happy place for dogs of all breeds, colour and creed. Apart from the Once-a-month Sunday morning charity Doggie Walks, us dogs enjoy the regular visit because there is always an abundance of petting and even little treats. And then of course, all the kind and loving children….. what more can a dog ask for?
I am Leelow, one of the band of seven Golden Retrievers who travel all the way from Blouberg once a month to visit the market. Now, Andrew and Annie are super parents and we love them to bits but boy, you have to behave! Of course we each have our own leash and try to behave because every one of us has a turn to go to the market OFF THE LEASH.
Well, as it would be it was my turn to be OFF THE LEASH. The journey from Blouberg was just long enough for me to lay my clever plans…….
You see, I’m rather fond of pancakes from Catje’s. The people who run the stall also have dogs so they know how to spoil a dog. Fortunately, I haven’t met their two Corgis – between us, I’m fairly relieved since they are rather close to the ground and have those big bat-like ears that stick up into the air and just the mere sight of it makes my scalp go into a severe spam and then, they do so bark!
But, I digress (confounded Corgis!). Back to the pancakes……
My plan, as I have said, is laid. No leash and all I need is Andrew to open the door…
We arrived and the Land Rover door was opened. We all behaved impeccably and hopped, scrambled, slid and tumbled from the vehicles. Now, remember, I was OFF THE LEASH. I behaved like the gentleman I am and allowed the girls and other guys to be harnessed. While Andrew and Annie were busy with the tedious job and found themselves reasonably entangled in leashes, I slunk off. It’s easy to lose oneself amongst the crowd except for the little, friendly kids but for once, I didn’t hesitate and only gave the little ones a cursory nod and sniff.
Sniff! Yes, sniff! I could smell it! The pancakes were just around the corner but I could hear Andrew calling for me. Quickly I trotted past Melvin’s Flower Stand; had to swallow hard and with determination for the first obstacle was Sunny’s German Sausages and boy, they are good! But I persevered – Andrew was still calling. There’s beautiful fresh bacon at the Flammkuchen stall but man, that wasn’t part of the plan. Just a few more meters ….
Ah, rats! There’s a bit of a queue….. disaster! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Andrew and Annie, and the of the pack, trotting right past me. See, I’m sitting ever so quietly and waiting my turn. Eventually the salivating got the better if me and I jumped the queue and put me feet on the table and gave the man a beady eye. It worked! After much “Hallo”-ing and some petting and running the risk of drowning in my own saliva, the man served up my pancake. But, Andrew and Annie, clever people that they are, put two and two together and rocked up with the rest of the Hairy Crowd and the SHARING starts……. But, I was still one up on them. Man, I like it when a plan comes together…….
Some of my other fellow market canine friends could take a leaf out of my book. I’ve heard Eddie the Jack Russel has also visited. I’m not too sure whether he is from Italy or an Italian Jack Russel. Very cosmopolitan, I would say. You should watch out for the happy little fellow. He travels in his master’s rug sack. Why, you may ask. Because his master has a mother of a motor bike, duh. True to his classy Italian culture, Eddie does everything in style. I hear he wears designer (Poochy?) goggles to protect his eyes from flying bugs and dust during his biker trips!
I haven’t met her yet but believe there’s been a young lady, called Nia, on the market lately too. Unfortunately, as Bassets go, she’s also a little close to the ground just like those two Corgis mentioned earlier. But, I have been told that she has reaaallly beautiful knobbly heels. Her ears are also long and silky and sooooo soft. She just tends to take her mistress for a walk. Maybe a few obedience classes would be a good idea? Just to save her mistress from the indignity of being dragged around the market on a leash.
The two Irish Wolf Hounds are of course, in size, more my cup of water. Now those two are worth watching out for. Man, are they tall! Or, maybe their master is just a little vertically challenged? I don’t quite know but anyway, I think they are very smart, well-behaved guys – not like the confounded noisy Corgis.
So peeps, this is my first edition of Blaauwklippen Family Market Dog Tales! Bow wow until we meet again! Pssss, Andrew and Annie are on holiday so we won’t be at the market for a while……