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Molly and Malha

‘Malha-Malha-Malha!!! For the gazillionth time, stop pulling so hard on your leash!!! You are such a naughty dog!’



Malha woke up with a start, when her dream ended with Ramon being very angry at Malha. It made her feel so sad. She was dreaming of the walk they made together that same afternoon. Malha was so happy Ramon took her for a walk, that she just couldn’t contain herself. It is so much fun outside. Nice smelling grass, branches, twigs, and funny shaped balls called pinecones to play with. People everywhere, which means head-scratches and new dog friends everywhere!

Must. Hurry. Now. Ramon!



But Ramon wasn’t amused. Even worse, he used his scary heavy voice, and didn’t gave her kisses and hugs when they came home. She was send to her dogbed, to cool off.

Cool off??? She didn’t understand. It wasn’t hot at all. And she just wanted to share her exhilarating joy of facing all the wonders of the outside together with Ramon.

What an awful dream it was. What ever could she do to make Ramon just as happy as she is when they are outside?



And then she knew. She thought of her dear friend Molly, she met in the park. Molly is just a little bit older than she is, and Malha looked up at her. Molly is huge, and she has the same colors Malha has. Black, reddish brown, and a little bit of white. So they are practically twins. Molly is sweet, and gentle, but likes to play just a little rougher than pretty little girls ought to do. Malha was convinced Molly could be her big sister. Maybe Molly could tell her what to do to make Ramon happy again.

So the next time Malha and Molly met in the park, Malha asked Molly for help.



‘Oh yes, I know what you are talking about. When Ramon takes you out for a walk, you are supposed to walk beside him with the leash hanging loose. When Ramon tells you to sit down, and separates the leash, then you can run and play and act silly.’

Malha scratched behind her ears. ‘Do I really have to walk that slow? But I want to have fun!!!’

‘Do you wish to learn or not? I can help you to learn to follow, it isn’t all that bad you know.’ Molly gave Malha a nudge which made Malha tumble. ‘Come, first we play.’ Malha was laughing loudly. It was just so much fun playing with Molly.



And while they played, Molly held her leash at Malha. ‘Come try and take the other end of the leash.’ Malha still thought they were playing, so she ran after Molly laughing and growling.



When Malha had the leash between her teeth, Molly made Malha run next to her. Still Malha giggled.



This was so much fun!



When Molly stopped her pace, she told Malha to pull as hard as she could.



Off course Malha couldn’t win. Molly is so much bigger and stronger. But Malha felt so happy. She let go of the leash, and walked beside Molly.



‘You see? Just see it like it is. Playing together, not only to make you feel happy, but also the one you’re playing with. Then they want to play with you even more!’

Molly was wise. She was absolutely right. This was a lot of fun. And it wasn’t all that bad to follow.

So when it was time for puppy school again, Malha felt confident. She so much wanted to show how much she had learned from her friend.



Ramon stood before Malha, and smiled. Are you ready for school today? Please show me the big girl I know you are. You can do this my little dragon!’ Ramon cuddled Malha before she took off her backpack. Then gave her a big kiss, and off they went.

And you know what?



Malha proudly followed Ramon with the leash hanging loose. And both of them were so happy that learning new things at puppy school, wasn’t all that bad and hard. It was just the same as playing together.


Read this story in Dutch! (My first translated one!)



‘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.











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