Dachshund Luke And Kitty Kat Find The Sun

Dachshund Luke And Kitty Kat Find The Sun

Hunting down the sun in the winter 

Dachshund owners know that their Dachshund is always somewhere close by. Therefore, it was an odd feeling when I stood up and realized I did not have a nine-pound Dachshund sleeping up my sweatshirt. Odd.  

He was not under the blankets in bed either. Even odder. We had not lit the fire yet, so he was not snuggled on his cushion… 

Umm, I knew he was not outside since it is too cold for him to spend any longer than necessary shivering in the garden. In a slight panic, I tried to remember the last time the front door had been opened. Is he wandering the streets of Spain, perhaps following a mule? 

No such excitement for Dachshund Luke, you see the clouds had parted enough to let a ray of warm sun hit our open back door. 

There he sat with Kitty Kat soaking up what little winter warm Spain could throw their way.  

Dachshund Luke will do anything to find a bit of warmth – even forgo my sweatshirt to enjoy the sunshine.

Flat Stanley visits Dachshund Luke

Dachshund Luke meets Flat Stanley

 

A very nice girl called Alana asked if she could send Flat Stanley to visit Dachshund Luke in Spain.

Well, we all know that Luke has been missing his friends in Florida so he was excited about meeting Flat Stanley.
Dachshund Luke had to wait for Flat Stanley to arrive from America. He went to the post office every day until at last the post man gave him an envelope.

Flat Stanley arrives in Spain 

First day in Cadiar.

 

Flat Stanley flew all the way from America to this little village in Spain called Cadiar. We found Flat Stanley in the village post office. He was safe in his envelope and happy to get out.

Flat Stanley was very energetic when he arrived and wanted to have his picture taken at the village sign.
When we got to the house, he met his new friend Dachshund Luke for the first time. Dachshund Luke was so happy to meet him and after a lot of excitement, they soon settled down and chatted together. 

Siesta 

It had been a long trip so Stanley snuggled with Luke for a siesta.A siesta is a Spanish tradition going back hundreds of years that allows everyone, even children in schools to take a mid day break for two hours. It is so popular that during siesta time the streets in the village are quiet and empty.

 

Lets go and explore Cadiar 

When Stanley and Dachshund Luke wake up, they are full of energy.

They talked and played and then Dachshund Luke decided to show Flat Stanley Cadiar.

One of Dachshund Luke’s favorite things to do is going for a walk and Flat Stanley was more than happy to join him.

 

Cadiar is in the Sierra Nevada 

The first thing Flat Stanley noticed is that almost everyone spoke Spanish.

Dachshund Luke told him that he is trying to learn Spanish and that dog in Spanish is perro. They both agreed that they prefer perro to dog.

Flat Stanley decides that it would be so much fun to learn a new language. Maybe even Spanish!

They walked to the village and on the way, Dachshund Luke explained the Cadiar is very old. At least 500 year old – that is old! There are around 2000 people living in the village.

All of the houses are white. It is a very old tradition in Spanish villages.

Flat Stanley also found out that Cadiar is nestled in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Sierra Nevada means Snowy Mountain. You can just see the last of the snow on the mountain by Flat Stanley’s hand.

Flat Stanley thinks it is a very pretty village.

 

The farmers grow grape vines in Cadiar. 

A farmer told Flat Stanley that there are no grapes yet but in the summer, they will have hundreds to pick.
He invited Flat Stanley to come back in the summer to help pick them.

 

This is Cadiar’s church.  

This church is beautiful.
It is around 500 years old!

 

Look how small the streets are. 

Dachshund Luke told Stanley that it is because they only had Mules when they built the houses.
Flat Stanely saw a Mule or two every day in Cadiar.

A Mule! 

Flat Stanley met his first Mule.

The locals use Mules to work on the land and to carry heavy bundles of straw. They also still ride them in the streets.

 

Time for something to eat. 

They went to a little panaderia (bakery) at the top of the hill and purchased a couple of churros, which is a Spanish desert pastry. It is a lot like an American doughnut except that it is long and thin. Stanley thought that the best part was the warm cup of pure milk chocolate that they give you on the side for dipping!

They went to a little panaderia (bakery) at the top of the hill and purchased a couple of churros, which is a Spanish desert pastry. It is a lot like an American doughnut except that it is long and thin. Stanley thought that the best part was the warm cup of pure milk chocolate that they give you on the side for dipping!

 

Flat Stanley’s time to say goodbye. 

Well Flat Stanley has had a lot of fun in Spain but soon it was time to leave.

He said his sad goodbye’s to Dachshund Luke and told him that he wants to visit again.
Dachshund Luke asked him what he liked most.

He thought about it and then told Dachshund Luke that he liked the fact that it was not busy and crowded. Also, that the air is clean and pure, everything smelled so fresh and healthy and how old Cadiar is.
He also loved the fact that the village still lived in the traditional ways, keeping animals under their houses, using Mules, growing grapes.

Oh, he had so many things that he liked and he couldn’t wait to get back to America to tell Alana.

He jumped back in his envelope along with postcards, stickers and a map and started his journey home.

 

Dachshund Luke goes to Spain 

Wondered what Dachshund Luke is doing in Spain?
Flat Stanley did so Dachshund Luke showed him this page.

April Fools Day…..In Cadiar, Spain.

Don’t know why I started with that because now you are going to be expecting something funny or silly. Sorry its way too early in the morning for that. Besides I am not sure what April fools joke I could do in this village. It is often so bazaar on a daily basis. I am still amazed by the massive Mules passing me on the narrow streets, the goats walking behind their owner and the local old guys tilling their land by hand.

 

What I really wanted to talk about is the half marathon this Sunday April 5th. It is Cadiar’s 1st ever half marathon and possibly it’s last since the English couple who arranged it are rumored to be leaving soon. The small English community has talked about this for months and I pondered taking part. I can’t run to save my life but the web site (one of Cadiar’s few) reassures me ‘run it or walk it, you can do it’. I have been spending a lot of time trying to find my creative sides so have only today woken up to the world and realized it is this Sunday. I have decided to attempt to walk the 13 miles of cross country madness. Now for those that know me this is not the much anticipated April fools joke. I am aware that I have not trained for it. Preferring to spend an hour most mornings in the local ‘Bar De Musica’ sipping Café con leche and listening to the serious folks explain their current ‘walk, run’ program. I watched them loose weight, heard their pride of faster uphill times and each day thought I should do that. Well too late now. I am going cold. Not even a warm up.

I had a dream last night that I was standing among a few hundred people in bicycle shorts and snazzy minimalist runners’ tops waiting for the grand start. The gun (gun?) fired and off the long limbed athletic types ran leaving me in my baggy tracksuit bottoms to walk alone for over 13 miles. In my dream it was dark by the time I reached the now empty finish line despite the race starting at 10 am. I have today on April fools day registered to do the walk.

Now time to slip into the ‘Bar De Musica’ for the usual and punish myself whilst listening to the dedicated few.

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