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‘Kuzco!!! Don’t be too exited!!! Your tail….. watch your tail….’ Joyce yelled when Kuzco and little Malha jumped around after one another with the wind pushing them forward.



‘Why can’t you be too exited daddy? It’s just so much fun running around in the park.’ Malha her little feet had to make double the pace, to stay beside Kuzco.



‘You don’t have to worry about that yet. You’re just a wee lass with a tail as straight as a stick with a pig’s tail at the end. When you are a bit older, and your tail looks like mine…. thén it’s time to get your excitement under control.’ Malha looked at Kuzco and shrugged her ears. ‘How very strange that is Kuzco…. Can we still play some on the grass?’



You see….

There is something very special about a cocker spaniel called Kuzco. It’s his tail. It is a very peculiar little thing. His long curly hair makes it look like a waving flag, but something happens to it when Kuzco is extremely happy. It spins like the rotors on a helicopter.

And because of that, Kuzco learned a very important lesson. When the wind blows harder than you can blow with your cheeks as round as a balloon, it is imperative for Kuzco not to be too happy.



On one particularly windy day, Joyce and Ramon decided to take Kuzco for a walk down the beach. But when it’s windy in the city, there is a gushing wind near sea.

Kuzco loves the beach so very much, that all his happiness couldn’t stay inside his body. And within seconds, his tail was spinning like a helicopter. All went well while he stayed between the dunes, but once he entered the beach, Kuzco was nowhere to be found.

Joyce and Ramon looked left and right, back and in front of them…. But no Kuzco. But where they didn’t look, was above their heads.

There he was, high in the sky. Even though he was a little scared, he was amazed at all the things he could see from up here.



He saw a bird hovering next to him, yelling at him in a language he didn’t understand. And he saw strange paper triangles that were on a leash. When he saw the tiny little people running with laughter after the leash, he immediately made a reminder for himself to suggest such a leash for himself.



Maybe Joyce and Ramon would laugh just as hard when he would run as fast as he could, wearing this same leash. It was a strange and peculiar world up here. And he couldn’t quite made his mind up if it was more fun up here than down there.

‘Kuzco, Kuzco!!!! Stop having so much fun up there!!!! It keeps you high in the sky!!!‘ Joyce yelled as loud as she could, because the wind made her voice never reach so far. But Kuzco’s flappy ears were also high in the sky, so he could hear her anyway.

‘But how do I stop having fun, when it’s so much fun???’

‘Think of having to go home right this instant! ‘

‘Right this instant?? But we just got here!?!’, Kuzco thought. And the second he thought of having to go home, his tail stopped spinning of disappointment, and he fell down.



Joyce was just at the right spot to catch him, so he wouldn’t hurt himself.

‘Your tail is spinning so hard, that when the wind gets beneath it, it makes you fly. And you can’t just go fly in the air, that is dangerous! You almost hit that seagull up there, didn’t you see? He’s pretty angry at you.’



So after that whole ordeal, Kuzco taught himself to keep his enthusiasm down, when the wind is blowing hard.

And then the strangest thing happened.

While Kuzco tried his best not to be overly excited, Malha stopped running next to him. Out of nowhere she bursts into an almost hysterical laughter, and dropped on the floor laughing. She just couldn’t stop.



‘What’s the matter little Malha? Stop goofing around and come join us.’ Joyce walked back to Malha, to come and get her. And then Joyce saw the reason why Malha didn’t come. Malha couldn’t help it. Because of the wind blowing through her hair, her unusually long eye lashes tickled in her ears. And it tickled so very much, Malha could only roll over laughing, and try to itch the tickles away. Kuzco had to laugh really hard about this. It was funny to watch, and now he wasn’t the only one whom was bothered by the wind.



So now there is also something very special about a cocker spaniel named Malha, it seems. It’s her amazing long eye lashes. It’s a very peculiar thing, those lashes. It makes her eyes stand out ever so beautiful, but once the wind is blowing harder than you can blow with your cheeks as round as a balloon, Malha has to wear a tiny rubber band around her face to keep her long, long lashes from tickling in her ears.










Whatever happened to Benjamin?

It was like an escape from the zoo. Everybody running around, loud noises everywhere. The only one wise enough to lay low, was observing from his dogbed. Kuzco was amazed.



It seemed like the world  turned upside down. Kuzco is usually the one who is jumping, running, and barking, but today everyone except for Kuzco is doing so. Joyce is running after Benjamin. Benjamin is trying his best to avoid.



Jools is angry at everyone for being in such a fuzz, and Ramon is trying to help Joyce while brushing his teeth.



Toothpaste is dripping everywhere, and all the hair flying in the air from Benjamin’s evading maneuvers, eventually stick to the toothpaste that fell on the ground, making it look like little ants wearing a fur coat.



Eventually Benjamin was caught, making a very dramatic cry while he was put in his carrier.

‘O dear, why is Benjamin in a carrier? Something must be terribly wrong!’ Kuzco got out of his dog bed, and sniffed at Benjamin, who’s head pushed at the bar of the carrier.



‘Why are you in there Ben, where are you going?’ Kuzco asked Benjamin. But Benjamin was in shock, he was so scared he couldn’t answer. While it was very amusing to see what happened earlier, this made Kuzco rather upset.

Joyce and Ramon put on their coats, and left with Benjamin in his carrier.



‘O dear, o dear’… Kuzco kept mumbling in himself. He looked out the window and saw them leave in the car. The car is usually a sign of fun stuff happening, but even Joyce and Ramon looked worried when they left. He grabbed Jaap in his neck, and shook him around.



‘Gggrrrrwwww!!! Why is nobody telling me what’s going on?’ Kuzco let go of Jaap, and while Jaap was ready to land, stuffing came out of Jaap’s nose and leg. ‘O no, I’m sorry Jaap! You’re hurt. When Joyce comes home, I will ask her to fix you.’

He didn’t have to wait for long, because Joyce came home. But without Benjamin and Ramon.



‘He there, my lovelies.’ Joyce smiled when she came into the room. She sat on the ground, and Kuzco and Jools were sitting next to her. ‘Ramon is going to work, and Benjamin is at the vet. He is a little sick, and has to be examined to get better. Tonight we can pick him up again. But then you both have to be real nice to him. Because you both know that it is no fun being at the vet.’

Jools gave her a nod and a purr, and went back to her spot to lie in the sun again. But Kuzco started crying. ‘O no, it’s all my fault,’ he sobbed.

‘You silly Kuzco, how can this be you fault?’ Benjamin is just a little sick, and needs to get better. The vet will do that. You know that right?’

‘No, no, Benjamin is sick, and I have hurt Jaap, because I was angry because I didn’t know what was going on. And now Jaap is hurt and so is Benjamin, and if Jaap isn’t getting better, so won’t Benjamin!’



Joyce smiled and wiped Kuzco’s tears dry. ‘Come and help me get Jaap. I will get my sowing kit, and clear the table so I can make ‘Operation Jaap ’ happening.’

Kuzco watched how Joyce was working on Jaap. He was proud of his little friend Jaap, for not making a peep during procedure. He taught him well.



When Joyce was ready, she wiped her forehead with the bandage that was left. ‘Here is your friend dear Kuzco, be careful with him the next hour, because he has many stitches. It was a lot of work, but he made it through. You can go cuddle with him now, but don’t lick the bandage off, or it will leave an awful scar.’

‘O Joyce, I’m so happy. I know Ben is going to be alright now too.’ He gave her a kiss, and grabbed Jaap carefully in the neck to take him to his dogbed.’



A couple of hours later, the phone rang, and Joyce left to pick up Benjamin. Off course Kuzco kept a keen eye on Jaap, but his ears were focused on outside. When he heard the car pull over, he jumped around, he was so nervous. The carrier was put on the ground, and when Joyce removed the bar, Benjamin carefully stepped out.

‘Benjamin, Benjamin, how are you doing. Did they hurt you. Jaap was hurt too, but Joyce fixed him, so I knew you would be alright as well. Are you-are you?’ Kuzco jumped on Benjamin, sniffing, and asking all his questions.



But Benjamin needed his space to recover, so Joyce told Kuzco to stay back, and when Benjamin would wake up, he could calmly approach Ben and ask his questions calm and quietly. Kuzco kept staring at Benjamin, he had a giant hole in his fur, and little pieces of dried blood on the pale skin. He couldn’t wait to ask all his questions.

When Benjamin woke up, he was surprised of all the attention from everybody. He felt a lot better after his sleep, so he was all ready to tell his story to Jools and Kuzco. ‘Wow, Benjamin, you don’t even have a band aid on, even while you’ve been stabbed by needle. Jaap is stabbed too, but he does have a band aid.



You rock Ben!’ Kuzco gave Benjamin a tab on his shoulder, and Benjamin smiled his biggest smile knowing he was missed, worried for, and loved. Even by those whom he thought, wouldn’t.


Where could Kuzco be?


Kuzco and Joyce


Where could Kuzco be?

Behind a tree?

Kuzco, Kuzco, where are you?

Even Ramon came searching too.


Ramon behind a tree


Then they found him running and jumping and playing around.

And boy o boy, Joyce then made a terrible sound.

Oh no,


kuzco having fun


You are playing in a mud pool.

He looked up with a happy face full of muddy drool.

Come on then,

I will count to ten!

We will go home and wash you clean.

I told you to stay on the grass that is green.

You naughty boy!

But still Kuzco was still full of joy.


kuzco muddy


Until they got home and he noticed Joyce wasn’t kidding,

He stopped grinning.

O dear, he saw his greatest fear.

The shower and shampoo were ready to use

He had to go through it, there was no excuse.


kuzco clean



When he was all clean and wet

Joyce dried him off with the softest towel she could get


kuzco bathtime


Then she put his pajamas on so he stayed nice and comfy.

Kuzco his belly rumbled, he was so hungry.




I have made you something to eat.

It’s veggies and meat.


kuzco brushing teeth


Then we go brush your teeth before you go to sleep.


kuzco toothpaste

And you can cuddle with Jaap the sheep.

Goodnight sweet Kuzco, dream away.

Tomorrow is a brand new day.


kuzco sleeping

Sherlock Kuzco and the case of the missing cookie recipe


It’s autumn. Summer has just left, only to leave behind a few dots of green here and there. And today is autumn at it roughest. Wind is blowing hard, leaves in all colors are shooting by, dark clouds as far as the eye can see, and rain that seems to never stop pouring. So it’s the perfect time to bake cookies.

‘Yay, we are going to bake some cookies!’ Kuzco cheered while wiggling his tail. He grabbed his apron and jumped up the chair in the kitchen. ‘Would you ty it round Joyce, I want to help.’


‘Off course, you will be my sous-chef. Let’s see, where are the recipes for your favorite cookies?’ Joyce looked through all the cookbooks, but couldn’t find the recipes. ‘O dear, now we can’t bake the cookies, I really need those recipes. Will you help me find them Kuzco, you are an excellent tracker.’

hat rack

‘O indeed I am. I will find them for you, and maybe Jaap will help as well.’ He took off his apron and rushed to the hat rack to get his and Jaap’s hat and his pipe. ‘What are you doing Kuzco, it won’t be outside. If it’s lost, it will probably be inside.’

“I need to put this hat on, and Jaap as well, so we find what we are looking for. I have seen a great detective who always wore his hat while searching, and his friend as well. He always mastered the riddles.’

Sherlock Kuzco and Dr Jaap Sheepson

Joyce smiled when she put his hat on. ‘So actually you are my little Sherlock Kuzco then? And Jaap must be Dr. Sheepson. Well then, off you go, find my missing recipes.’


First they made a quick sweep around the house. Then room by room, sniffing on each and every thing, and again. ‘Wait my dear Sheepson. We need to do some deduction.’ ‘Deduction, what is that Kuzco?’ Jaap scratched his head underneath his hat. ‘It’s Sherlock for now Jaap, and it is a method of reasoning. You see, recipes for cookies are in a cookbook, right? And cookies are made in the kitchen, so the recipes must be in the kitchen!’ Kuzco sneezed all the smells he smelled out of his nose, so he would have a clean start when they entered the kitchen. ‘It really must be here, Sheepson. My nose is telling me.’ His tail was straight up, and so was his bum. His nose was stuck to the ground, and he was so concentrated that he even stood on his ears while tracking.


AAAAACHOOOOO!!!! Achoo! Achoo!

Kuzco couldn’t stop sneezing. ‘O it hurts! Sheepson, my nose is on fire. Achoo!’ His eyes were red and his nose was dripping. ‘O dear’, said Sheepson, ‘You sniffed at black pepper. There are grains of pepper on this piece of paper. But there is nothing written on it.’

‘What a foul play! Who-who-who-aaaachoooo!  Did this?’ Through his watery eyes he saw some black hair between the pepper grains. ‘Oh, he didn’t!!!’

‘Do you know who did it Sherlock? How did you found out?’ Sheepson gave his handkerchief to Kuzco.

‘Indeed I know. It’s so elementary Sheepson. Don’t you hear him chuckle? It’s Benniarty! Well you just wait Benniarty, I will tell-tale to Joyce of your foul play!!’

Kuzco sneezing

Joyce dipped a wad of cotton wool in cold tea and squeezed it out on Kuzco’s nose. ‘Benjamin did whát you say?’

‘No, Benniarty. And he put the black pepper there for me to find. And I know for sure your recipes are there. He put it there, so he was sure that it was not to be found! He truly is my nemesis!!’ Kuzco said, with drops of tea pouring out of his nose. Sheepson just lay there beside him.


Joyce grabbed Benjamin in his neck. ‘Benjamin, eh Benniarty, you naughty boy! Why did you do that?’


Benjamin sobbed, ‘Because you were going to bake cookies for Kuzco, and not for me. I want cookies too! So if I can’t have cookies, Kuzco can’t as well.’

Joyce gave him a little kiss. ‘I’m still a little upset for what you did to Kuzco, you could have just said what you felt. And then I would have told you, you would get cookies too, and all would be good. So tell me where the recipes are, so I can bake cookies for you lot.


But only Kuzco will help me, you must sweep all the pepper grains. And when you are done, both of you and Jools can lick the cookie dough from the bowl.’


And so it was, that stormy, rainy autumn’s day, the whole house smelled like chicken liver and garlic.


Captain Kuzco


Kuzco lay down on his chair, and exhaled with great content. He knocked the dottle from his pipe. ‘There. I won’t be needing this for a while.’ Giving one last cough, putting the pipe back in his box again. The last few days were wonderful. Kuzco had an important job to do. The Sail event was coming to town, and because he lives in IJmuiden harbour, off course he had to set sail. He was to accompany the largest tall ship. Without his help, it would be impossible to sail through the IJmuiden lock complex to the Port of Amsterdam. So he put his cap on like any captain would, along with his special pipe, the captain’s pipe. He asked two of his best friends to join him on this special occasion. He knew they would prove valuable crew members, because the very first time Kuzco set foot on a ship, they were there with him.  So seeing it’s Sail only once every five years, and to sail next to the leading ship, is quite an honour to be at.

‘You will be my sea men Nanouk and Duco. I will need your help, so listen carefully to my instructions.’ Nanouk and Duco were extremely excited. The channel was full of ships sailing next to each other, big and small, short and long. There must have been hundreds. But they all stayed behind captain Kuzco’s ship, because he had to stay near the leading ship.

at helm

Off course all went smooth. Where would they be without captain Kuzco’s expertise. ‘We must pay attention now friends, the wind is getting stronger. Nanouk, if you will stand at the helm, I will navigate. And you Duco, keep an eye on everything that’s happening on the water, and blow your whistle when somethings wrong.’ Aye-aye sir ’, both Nanouk and Duco took their duty serious.

sailor stories

The wind kept blowing strong, and Nanouk asked captain Kuzco to tell of his adventures on the sea. And between navigating, he told of the seagulls he had to chase, and of his ball getting lost in the current. And just when he wanted to start a new story, Duco blew his whistle.


‘Oh no, captain, someone fell from the mast of that tall ship, and it just sails on. We need to help him get out of the water!’ ‘You’re right Duco, we need to help him. Nanouk, steer to port side, and Duco, pull the man out of the water, then you and I must sit opposite from Duco, otherwise we will tumble. I will jump on the man’s chest to reanimate him and lick him until he regains consciousness.’


The young man was so happy he was saved by captain Kuzco and his crew. When they reached the Port of Amsterdam, the young man took captain Kuzco, Nanouk and Duco on board to meet his own captain. There were loud cheers from the crew of Mir when they arrived, and all three got a medal of honour. After finishing their root beer, and thanking the captain for his hospitality, Kuzco, Nanouk and Duco, went back to their ship. ‘Well, that is another great adventure to add to your stories Kuzco’, said Nanouk, while giving him a hug. Kuzco smiled, ‘And I am glad to have shared it with you two, Nanouk and Duco.’ And he gave them both a huge lick on the cheek.


Kuzco’s birthday



It was a day like no other day. It was a special kind of day. A day where the house was decorated with balloons and garlands in many colours, paper hats, and colourful tableware. A day Kuzco had never seen before, because it was his first birthday.

Kuzco was amazed with all this special decoration, and he loved playing with all the balloons that bounced on the ground. But what he loved most, were all the nice fragrant coming from the kitchen. And all the cookies and pies he got to taste.

‘What do you think Kuzco? Is it alright by you? Later this day we are going to celebrate your birthday in the park. It is a very special day today, because this is the day that you came into this world. And by doing so, made us so very happy. So just to remind ourselves how grateful we are that you were born, we celebrate this every year on the very same day. We invited lots of your dog friends and human friends, and we are going to eat all these nice cookies and a very special birthday cake. Are you going to help me put everything on this nice platter? And of course you can have a bite of everything, to approve.’

making cake


Kuzco was so happy. This is going to be the best day ever. Together with Benjamin he helped Joyce with the cookies and birthday cake, and when it was finished, Joyce put a beautiful baby blue ribbon with little white polka dots round his neck.


Kuzco always happy


‘Now you really are a birthday boy dear Kuzco.’ Joyce said. ‘Come, and lets go to the park.’


tearoom in the park


So off they went. Joyce, Ramon and Kuzco and all the balloons and cookies and beautiful birthday cake.


birthday cake


And while they sang their way to the park, other people began to sing as well. Kuzco was surprised to see he knew every single one of them. And was even more surprised his dog friends were there to happily sniff his butt and play with him.




There was so much going, that Kuzco didn’t know where to begin. His friends wanted to play and fool around with each other, and his human friends all wanted to pet him, and give him birthday kisses, and give him paper things to tear apart. All the excitement made his ribbon untie.


Kuzco eating cake


When Joyce put the birthday cake on a table, everyone was exited to get a piece from the cake. But the biggest and nicest piece was left for Kuzco. After their bellies were full, Kuzco played some more with his friends in the park and the human sat with each other chatting and laughing.



‘You have the best mum and dad’, his friends told him. ‘To have such a nice birthday, that is something not every dog gets.’

Kuzco was so happy, and when the party ended, he was so tired he couldn’t even jump in bed. So when Joyce grabbed him, gave him a big kiss and cuddled him, she put him in bed. Both Joyce and Ramon stayed with him for a while to see him fall asleep. And when Kuzco did, he had the best dream he ever had, and couldn’t wait for the next birthday to come.


Kuzco sleeping

Princess Leia


grass spike



During summer, there is a massive growth of grass spikes. Even as a child I hated the sharp stinging feeling they gave when they got stuck on my sweater. So I can only imagine what it must feel like when they pierce through the skin. That is what happens when those grass spikes get stuck between the toes of a dog, or up his nose, or, what happens most frequently with a Cocker Spaniel, in his ears.

One particular summer, Kuzco visited the vet 3 times in one week, where one grass spike almost pierced through his eardrum. That’s when we decided to cut the toes of a sock to make a tight head sleeve, and put it over Kuzco’s head to hide his ears. And it works beautifully.


princess Leia


Except every summer when we put the sock on for the first time, he really is pissed off. All his dog friends come up to him and sniff with great lengths of time on his weird looking ears. I even think his is being laughed at sometimes, and I also believe that some friends even try to help him get free of it. But after being monitory once or twice, Kuzco accepts the head sleeve like it’s his collar.

But sometimes, we can’t help ourselves at laughing too. Because with the light skin coloured sock I always use, he looks exactly like Princess Leia from Star Wars. So when I put the sock on, and call him my little Leia, he gives an angry stare. But when I say it with a baby talk voice, he really is offended by it, and then I get the Annnngggrrrrry stare, like this one.

Intellidog and his sidekick

how to be a hero

How to be a hero, a real superhero. That was the book Kuzco’s nose was buried in to.
For days in a row he tried to find out what he had to do to become one.
You had to have some kind of superpower, must be able to fly, and of course, have cape, and only the very best have a sidekick, also. Oh dear, oh dear, he had nothing of that sort.


Only a sidekick maybe, and the flying part he could provide for his sidekick.
But what kind of superhero are you, when your sidekick can be more of a
superhero then you. So he was sad. When I saw Kuzco sobbing on his bed, and drooling all over his research, I asked him what was the matter.

‘But Kuzco,’ I said, you don’t have to learn to be a superhero,
you are a superhero already to me. You help me when I need you the most, you take care of me when I fall and when I am in pain, and you make me smile so often, that I sometimes even forget to cry when I’m sad. That is a real superhero’s job.’

‘But I still don’t have any superpowers, nor can I fly or own a cape.’

on the lookout

Your superpower is your intelligence, and your sidekick is Jaap. I have a cape for each of you, where your cape is the real deal. Each block on the tea towel cape, stands for how intelligent you are, and as you can see, there are lots and lots of blocks on it.
Jaap his tea towel only has 1 colour so he isn’t all that smart, which is good, because you leave the flying part up to him. When he lands on his head, it won’t mind.

it's a bird


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