The story of Prince overseas
After spending all his young life in Ireland PRINCE emigrated to the mainland for some reason no one understood. Normally he loved traveling but at a sudden he was put in a crate and into a noisy bird. He was glad to get out of it after an hour or so and, surprise!!, there were people waiting for him:
here he sits in front of the cargo area
Prince landed on Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam
SO after a short walk we went to the car and as usually I was in
the front seat. Not the driver seat yet :-)
These guys were thirsty and hungry as I was too. They understood I thought
because we drove to a restaurant to get some. As I layed down on the carpet the
waitress took the orders and came back with a water bowl for me...
I'M IRISH !!!
It seemed they understood
but that was red port, not such a good idea for a starter! That guy was smarter:
an Irish coffee when you are thirsty is a good idea isn't it?
Then the food arrived. In the beginning I thought they just needed more time to make my dinner as I was always used to in Cork. But then it turned out they had forgotten me: no problem there was food enough on the dishes. And I remembered that Joe always said: take what you want, we do have enough for everybody at the table! SO I jumped on the table and started to eat .....
In the beginning the woman didn't like it that much but you just have to go on and all will go the way you want. You can see that on the next picture:
After arrival and a good night rest it was time for my bath:
This is me and my second best friend LENNA,
Aine will be my best friend forever :-)
Do you know why you have to stand still?
Little JOE
When we came home in the middle of the night (it was 1.00) we saw that a little fowl was born from the Haflinger Horse "Linda". It was a male fowl. They decided to comfort me that the fowl would get a typical Irish name: he was named JOE (guess why....)
Here on the picture you also see the little sheep I do like most besides my Berner playmates of course!
Meeting my Granddad:
Wow, ain't he beautiful (at 9 years...)
My little friend Joe again!
