I guess I should be happy not having more time to write on my blog, but in time coming I hope to be able to update more often and also read through everything I have missed on other blogs I follow. There is just so much to do, and so little time.
The winter is finally here. It’s been a warm and beautiful autumn, but now I’m glad the snow is falling covering the earth like a big, white and spotless blanket.
This is Garm’s first real encounter with snow beside some icy spots found up in the mountains. Almost two feet dropped in just a little more than 24 hours making this the day of his life.
Living in Norway has it’s benefits, wherever you live nature is never far away. Within an hour from leaving home, by foot, you are standing at 1250 meter above sea level all by yourself.
For Garm this means running around free more or less every day. Exploring, bathing in the rivers and lakes, being stupid and doing whatever dogs like to do.
Off course there are some limits to what he is allowed to do, and a lot of training is necessary to be able to let him loose like this. If I can’t trust him I cant let him loose, and on the other hand the moment I start trusting him things may go wrong fast.
Local farmers are not very forgiving if they see a dog chasing their sheep.
Garm is growing fast and already weighs more than 20 kilograms, all his teeth have been replaced and his colors are closed to developed.
At 4.5 moths old this is way ahead my last dog, Otello.
To my delight Garm, as Otello, loves fishing. After the first trout is caught he sits patiently, staring at the lake, waiting for the next trout to bite the fly and find its way to land so he can examine this strange creature. He has yet to decide if this is food, a toy or something that can eat him and should be treated as an enemy.