If there is one thing that makes me smile, it is my dog. Any dog, really: I can’t pass a dog on the street without smiling. But my own dog, well, he is a special little guy. My cats get along with him, even if they did not agree to needing an extension of our family. And for such a small dog, our little Chi is a giant addition to our pack.Continue reading “The chihuahua raised by two cats”
London, Berlin, Dublin, Maastricht – we’ve been to several nice cities. And now that we are in no way able to go out, I want to reminisce about the times we did go out over the past 5 or 6 years. Ready to come with us?Continue reading “Highlights from our city trips to London, Berlin, Florence”
After we adopted our first cat, Em, we assumed we would stay a single-cat family. After all, Em had been classified by the animal shelter as a loner cat: she did not get along with other cats. But she changed when she started to trust us. Or rather: when she started to trust me, because she was already devoted to my guy. She enjoyed her life with us, but I felt like she was, well: lonely. We took a chance and decided to find her a friend. Continue reading “The cat who needed cats”
We, the humans in the household, met years ago through the power of the internet. It took us a couple of years to work out who would be moving where, because we were fed up with the long distance relationship thing. You see, I’m Dutch and he … well, he is British. He chose to move to The Netherlands for me. And though we have no problem, Brexit is pushing us to do something we never needed to think about.Continue reading “What Brexit means for us”
We have two cats and a dog, as you know. And like most cats, ours are happy to stay in and around the house. But our chihuahua is different: he is an adventurous spirit! He loved to travel and go to new places. So when we decided we needed some time away from work, the house, everything, we knew we had to take Chi along with us. Off to Cologne, a city in Germany!Continue reading “Taking the Dog to Cologne, Germany”
Planning my day in the morning always gives me a good feeling about the time I have available. How to plan your day is something I was taught in school, believe it or not. Or at least: I learned how to plan my way through lessons and homework, even if it was not a subject I had to study for. Actually, side note: they totally should teach planning in secondary school at least. Learning how to spend your time and how to study, is a skill will help you. And I would not be writing this article if I didn’t have some ideas for you on how to make the most of your day. By planning well!
I was born in Amsterdam, the Netherlands. I still can get lost in the city centre, but I usually am able to find my favourite places. Amsterdam is not that big. You end up where you want to go if you circle around long enough. When you live in a city that is also a tourist attraction, you end up liking the places tourists rarely go to. So what are my favourite places in Amsterdam?
Italy has been on our To Visit List for ages. And last year we finally got around to visit there. We picked Florence, Italy for its climate, beautiful landscape and because of the art. The art! Florence breathes art. Of course there are other things: gelato, great food and warm weather. It has a rich and intriguing history and very nice people (who are probably fed up with all us tourists tramping around). But you want to know what we did, right?
When my guy and I moved in together there was no doubt that we would adopt pets. We decided on getting a cat first, as cats need a little less hands-on attention than dogs. My guy had lived with a dog when he was a kid, but had no experience with cats. I have had the pleasure of living with several cats throughout my life, so I felt it was up to me to choose the right cat for us. How did I do that?
There are some things I like to share about living in The Netherlands. My guy, as you may know, is British. Having a partner who comes from a different country has helped me to look at the country I am living in with new eyes. Almost. You know: things I take for granted are suddenly strange, because I can’t really explain why it is normal for me! Continue reading “Living in The Netherlands”