Europe 2025

Day 19 – Epilogue: Calais to Home

September 17, 2025 ** My Big Adventure – Epilogue: Calais -England – Home** — The Ungodly Hour The alarm went off at 5am. I thought it was a joke. The spare hooman looked like she’d been woken for a fire drill—grumpy face and all. They loaded the car, Mum groaned that she needed coffee stat!,…

Day 18 – Ghent to Calais

September 16, 2025 ** My Big Adventure – Day 18: Ghent to Veurne to Calais** — Sofa Dreams & Breakfast Schemes Last night I had the best sleep ever—on the *sofa throne*. I stretched, I snored, I conquered. This morning I woke up fresh and full of mischief, ready for my final day of adventure…

Day 17 – Luxembourg to Ghent

September 16, 2025 **My Big Adventure- Day 17 – Luxembourg to Ghent** — Morning Drama Would you believe it—I actually slept in, and Dad was the one to wake *me*! Outrageous. Naturally, I then did my duty and woke Mum. No way she’s snoozing while I’m up. The hoomans started their usual packing routine, but…

Day 16 – Echternach

September 14, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 16 – Echternach** — Slow Start I woke Mum at 7:30 with my signature cold-nose-to-the-face move. She grumbled, of course, but it’s my duty. The hoomans were lazy this morning—they didn’t leave until 9:30! Thankfully, the spare hooman rescued me with a quick dander while Dad took…

Day 15 – Berdorf, Mullerthal Region

September 13, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 15 – Berdorf, Mullerthal Region** — A Betrayal at Sunrise This morning the hoomans woke me when it was still dark outside—6am. Outrageous. I was so sleepy I didn’t even get up to supervise the packing. They loaded the car without my guidance (amateurs), then dragged me…

Day 14 – Luxembourg

September 12, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 14 – Luxembourg City** — A Restless Night Last night was a disaster—I couldn’t sleep. First, I got thirsty. I stood at the bedroom door waiting for a hooman to open it, but nobody came, so I woke Dad. He thought I needed to go outside, so…

Day 13 – Colmar to Riquewihr

September 11, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 13: Colmar to Riquewihr** — Morning Shenanigans I woke bright and early at 6:30am, ready to seize the day! Surely this was wake-up time? Nope. The hoomans only surfaced at 7. I bounced around full of energy—this *had* to mean the dog park at last. No way…

Day 12 – Grindelwald to Colmar

September 10, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 12: Grindelwald to Colmar** — I woke the hoomans bright and early at **6:30am**. They groaned, but up they got. Honestly, they should thank me—I’m basically their alarm clock, only cuter. Packing began, and as usual, I supervised to make sure no essential items (like *my toys*)…

Day 11 – Grindelwald

September 09, 2025 |**My Big Adventure – Day 11: Grindelwald** — This morning started strangely. I actually slept in until **7:38am** (you’re welcome, hoomans). When Mum opened the chalet door for my morning business, I stuck a paw out… and it was raining. Absolutely not. I tried to back inside, but Mum shoved me out…

Day 10 – Oeschinen Lake

September 08, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 10: Oeschinen Lake** — Sky Boxes, Sheep Feet & Sushi Last night I slept in my bed right beside Mum. I performed my noble duty of checking she was still alive throughout the night (a few cold nose pokes here and there—very professional security service). For some…

Day 9 – Black Forest to Switzerland

September 07, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 9: Black Forest to Switzerland** — Nighttime Mischief Revenge was mine. At exactly 2:18am, I woke up *desperate* to do my business. Totally not my fault—my hoomans gave me dinner late. Dad dragged himself out of bed to take me outside, but when we got back in,…

Day 8 – Black Forest

September 06, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 8: Black Forest** — A Slow Start I was *so* tired from yesterday’s adventures that I didn’t stir until 6:50am. You’re welcome, hoomans. After my morning business outside, I flopped straight back onto the sofa for a second nap—groggy but dignified. The hoomans ate breakfast, and Dad…

Day 7 – Black Forest

September 05, 2025 |Germany **My Big Adventure – Day 7: Black Forest* — Early Morning Lies I woke up fresh as a daisy at 6:30am, ready for action! My hoomans, however, were not on board. Mum told me it was *“the middle of the night”* and to go back to bed. Lies! Absolute lies. I’d…

Day 6- Semois Valley to Black Forest

September 04, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 6: Semois Valley to the Black Forest** — Goodbye, Belgium I woke up still a little sleepy after yesterday’s epic forest hike. While the hoomans packed up, I entertained myself in the garden. The big dogs in the field next door (horses, apparently, though I still think…

Day 5 – Semois Valley

September 03, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 5: Semois Valley** — A Traumatic Night Last night was simply *horrific*. The spare hooman decided to put me in my crate—in a strange, unfamiliar room—and then sealed all the exits! Can you imagine? Naturally, I panicked. The only reasonable thing to do was to try and…

Day 4-Bruges to Semois Valley

September 02, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 4: Bruges to Bouillon** — Checking Out of Bruges This morning we packed up and checked out of the hotel. It took *several* trips to the car park to load all my belongings—Mum complained she felt like a mule with all the heavy bags. (Honestly, I don’t…

Day 3-Bruges

September 01, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 3: Bruges** — A Slow Start This morning we had a slower start—thank goodness! All that travelling had worn us out. We went for breakfast at a lovely little café, and since the sun was shining (a huge change from yesterday’s rain), we sat outside. I supervised…

Day 2- Folkestone to Bruges

August 31, 2025 **My Big Adventure – Day 2 Folkestone to Bruges** — As promised, I woke my hoomans bright and early at 5am. They grumbled, had their showers, and started packing again. Once the car was loaded, we went down to the hotel lobby for breakfast. Mum had sausages—two of them!—and only gave me…

Day 1- Newtownabbey to Folkestone

August 30, 2025 My Big Adventure – Day 1 Newtownabbey to Folkestone I was woken up at the most unspeakable hour—2:15 in the morning. Far too early for a pup who values his beauty sleep, but the hoomans were rushing about with bags, so I knew something important was happening. Before I knew it, I…