Thursday, May 21, 2009


I have never flown anywhere. Mum flew across the Atlantic Ocean when she moved to Sweden. April did too, and has flown back to America and returned here again as well. Calvin, father of my pups, was also born in America and flew to Sweden. Today, we celebrate that Jesus Christ flew up to Heaven almost two thousand years ago. He did not use an airplane, though, as the dogs I mention here did. Thanks to this holiday, both Paula and Daniel have been home all day, which means this has been a great day for all of us dogs. There are not as many traditions surrounding this holiday as, for example, Easter. We celebrated on pizza in the evening. This was a really good way to celebrate in my mind. Holidays are good days.

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