Hannes

My parents-in-law came by to drop off a christmas tree and to have dinner with us. They brought Hannes, their three-year-old boxer. Hannes and I have a bit of a troublesome relationship. I don't quite like dogs and she likes to jump on people, which is a terrible start for a friendship. Of course she's just enthusiastic, I know, but still I don't like the sudden rush of a dog all over me.

The last few months however, we get along better and better. She has become gentler with the years and knows she has to be careful with me. And apparently, 3 years for a boxer are comparable to 27 years for a human being. Maybe we understand each other better now we almost have the same age. She was very calm while we had dinner, a real good girl. And now she posed so nicely for a photograph, we've bonded even more. Ah well, the nicer I treat her, the more enthusiasm in her jumps, but I'll forgive her that.