Cooling down in the Verdon

Provence vacation 1993

Among mountain goats

Provence vacation 1995

Astor is too hot

Provence vacation 1997

Sailing around Texel

Yachtmaster Coastal 1995

Harbour of Victoria (Mahé)

Seychelles vacation 1997

Arrived at Enkhuizen

sailing trip LK EW 1982 (Abi 83)

De Tijd sal't leeren

girl's ship 10b 1986 (Abi 89)

Having a rest on deck

sailing trip 10b 1995 (Abi 98)

Having a break in Pompeji

study trip to Rom 1997

The Madwoman of Chaillot

school theater 1980

The Liar

school theater 1983

Jesus Christ Superstar

school theater 2005

Snow-Wide reloaded

school theater 2007

The visit

school theater 2009

Abi 68 turns 40

and celebrates this near Monschau

Our dogs

A dog has long been the desire of my children and as a child I myself grew up with dogs. But for me was just a big dog acceptable, and my wife had too much respect for those dogs. That changed when our circle of friends extended around a pair that possessed a Beautiful Collie bitch named Lady and they wanted to get it fertilized once. They searched buyers for their future puppies quickly and my wife was on fire. Unfortunately, the bitch got ill and could not get puppies. But we walked in mind already with Lassie by the Schmölderpark, so we searched the newspaper for relevant ads and were successful. In Amern a Hobby-breeder had two puppies from the first litter of his breeding pair and sold one of them. The second he kept.

So we came to Astor, our first dog.

Since we knew of Astors disease was for my wife observed: "There is no new dog". At breakfast the morning after Astor's death it was said by her: "You want a new dog I see it in you, you want to ...!?!." And then we got invited by my sister to a weekend in the Eifel to get away from home. Happened to be on a neighboring farm there were eight week old Bernise bouvier-puppies.  But then suddenly a naughty pipsqueak was so ahead of me and looked me in the eye. When my wife stated then: "It looks like a teddy bear." the dog had a name and we new dog.

For a Bernese bouvier Teddy was quite old. For a month yet, and it would have celebrated its 12th birthday. But its hips did not end up using, so we had to release it. And once again my wife was sure: "There is no new dog". This time it lasted from May to July and my children gave much trouble to convince my wife that a house without a dog can be no home. Then we saw a post on WDR the shelter Heinsberg in which a quail bitch named Ronda was presented. The bitch liked it, but the director of the shelter had with us "feel bad". So we looked around further and found at the breeder Cornelia Grabe a young retreiver named Dexter. Dexter found itself very quickly in our way around and is  an indispensable part of our lives.

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