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MONDAY EVENING

Av EvaLena Hallgren - 1 juni 2015 19:43

so it’s Monday, and Mom already broke her promise about writing my blog every day. I know she doesn’t have an excuse and if she does, it’s baloney.

Next stop on our trip was to a small town called Malmköping, there we met up with Sigge who works teaching other dogs how to sniff up mushrooms in the forest. His Mom picked up the bags Mom made before we left. There was an old fashion art fair in town, but it was raining so hard so we only went to a cafe for......................guess what ?.......................yes Fika

It's a nice old fashion place I've been to before and dogs are very welcome inside.

after fika we all sat in Lucy chatting when I all of a sudden discovered that Sigge was very close to my chew, and I told him off big time. Scared the shit out of Mom ..................she thinks I’m insane to speak up like I did to a guy that’s 4 times my size, but I’m tough and have the right to stand my ground...........Sigge was mostly surprised since he had no interst in my chew, he only happened to sit close to it.....

Soon we continued our trip south and after Mom stopped for an hour nap we finally arrived at Lottas house, and it’s raining and raining and raining with a few sun rays in between. Still very cold, at most it has been 15 C, 55 F, and Mom is getting discouraged about it all.

As usual Lotta is feeding Mom real good, but I have a few complaints about what’s in my dish.

Morre is a great looking cat that lives here, but he’s very stand offish. Me being the good guy I am ,I’ll leave him alone hoping he’ll understand eventually.

Morre is very good looking and maybe that’s why he’s allowed to walk on the kitchen table....................Lilly would be kicked off quicker than she could say meow

Lotta bought a new house in the country, a very cute place that used to be a school a long long time ago. We went there and had ..................guess what ? ......yepp another fika.

I went to the gate and saw a gorgeous girl across the street, and we chatted while the humans admired all the flowers in her garden.

After fika we went for a nice walk to explore Lottas new hood.....................I have never seen so many meatball factories in my life, but I didn’t get the chance to taste since the stupid lead came on. Mom said it was for my own good, since there was quite a few follies there, and their Moms may not like me coming in for a little taste...............I’m sure they wouldn’t mind, but I couldn’t convince Mom.

This little guy Mom named " The Turk" from his marking on his forehead.

I did get a little sniff of these gorgeous well cared for horses, they were very interested in getting to know me, but my Moms paranoia and lead stopped any further friendship.

This place is real nice, very country and peaceful, but too live here in the winter ?? no way says Mom and we’ll feel real sorry for Lotta when that time comes.

Today Monday, we went to another peaceful place to visit with some guy that made nice leather stuff, and ...............guess what ............yessss fika.

Mom bought a pair of nice handmade clogs...............

since Lotta have billions of earrings and have a difficult time to keep them in one place, Mom made this frame to keep them all together..................in all honesty, she did get some help from friends up north

There are snails all over the place, and I guess that have something to doo with all the rain we had here............These are huge and carry their homes with them.

This stone used to be part of a mill that collapsed years ago, and the flower is rhubarb, that Lotta now is making a pie from ........................I have a feeling I’m not getting a taste of it...................not easy to be me around here ..............

Not sure what we’ll do tomorrow, but since we aren’t leaving on our Norwegian trip until June 13, Mom is looking into what else of interest we can do to kill some time until than.................miss you all, and especially Lilly

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