Mountain life is sweetest life. The charming beast in the middle his name is ton ton!
” Forever Young baby ”
DUBAI
Dubai, front, absolute matriarch of the clan.
Lady ahKira
Lady ahKira – the Daughter to DUBAI
BACCARA
Baccara – the Son to DUBAI
You whot, Mate ! He knows being filmed, starts acting up, he knows we expect a show.
Mother DUBAI (r) doesnt like it, she is always very suspicious. She understands these camera’s or machines in the hand can be anything.
Before, one of the Hollandesi on the farm was filming me, I just arrived and was posing with her children for camera, 3,4 mtrs away.
It’s on film, but she sneaked up on him from the side, and tried to jump the phone. You see the camera shaking and the guy goes
“DUBAIiii get lost man “
She was very protective of the whole clan, and the brains of the whole operation. She kept everything and everybody in check, in order. In his/her place, she was boss. It is a very big loss that she is gone already. Big miss for the whole, because that pack of wolves/dogs of war, had the muscle and power enough, but she had the high intelligence, to make and keep it all functioning.
Proper dog, very good dog. Good in violence, very agressive and brainy.
She didnt trust humans that much. So, that speaks for her intelligence already, right.
ton ton!
The youngest, the biggest, the baddest and the most difficult. Bu to me the sweetest !
Chica, had to mention her.
There are also asbak/ straathondjes. Waar vandaan is meestal heel onduidelijk. Maar ze zijn er.
Chica has been there for years, I didn’t recognise her after 1 year away.
She is a master actress, exceptioneel. Haar eigenaar gaf haar het eerste jaar van haar leven alleen maar droog brood. Daarna is de ontwikkeling lichaam nooit goed meer gegaan. Ze is nu 1/3 ve German sheppard. But what she lacks in fysiek, she makes up in skills. I notice stuff, and I noticed her changing roles/ acting like a true professional.
Amazing. She plays all roles, crazy, happy, human, bad-ass, hero, sweet or hilarious.
Just what is needed to get what she wants at that moment.
I recognised her only just when leaving at 5:30 in the morning. She got the other stray-dogs and tried to stop us from going away. People told me it was her all the time, but I truly recognised the dog again, when she gave me this
” ohh this boy is a hopeless wreck-look”.
Are we sure he’s fit to go? Look at the poor thing, he’s a total mess.
And the other dog licked my forehead as a kiss goodbye. This one licked my shawl, just to decent me up and wish me “bonvoyage”
–Thanks.
tony's Melody 
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