How can two dogs of the same breed be so different? Duvel was a sweet dog, even as a puppy. Woody behaved more like a gremlin…
Creating Duvel and the 3irds
The corona lockdown gave me the chance to go through my archives and look back on what I have created during the last 10 years. I realized that I have been making phantasy birds for a long time. Birds are everywhere. You see them in your backyard, they wake you on an early spring morning. That makes them easy to study. They are great to create and tell stories with. The first time I created a...
3irds go beaching along the river Elbe
"Pooh, great to be away from the house, always busy, always things to do. It is too hot to move anyway. Summer in the city! Great that we have the river. Ah, look at that nice boot. Come on Little bird, relax, enjoy!" "Funny Bird, you can't just leave our friend there. This is not funny. He will melt. You have to help me dig him out again! Where is Duvel when we need him? At least he would have...
Duvel and the 3irds celebrate the one-day-winter
"Whoa, snow. I love it. Much better than all that rain. Not to mention the stupid toweling afterwards. Come on Funny Bird, throw that snowball, I want to chaaaaaaaaase it! No, not too high. Yes, like that..." "Duvel, I am cold. We have been doing this for hours. I want to go home and eat. Then I would like to have a nice nap under a pile of blankets. Look at my poor bird friends, they are...
Duvel und die 3 Vögel essen Leberwurstkekse beim Friseur
"Duvel, bist du krank?" "Nein, aber lass mich bloss in Ruhe! Meine Trimm-Frau pflückt schon seit einer Stunde an mir rum. Manchmal versuche ich sie mit Schmusen von der Arbeit abzuhalten, aber das klappt auch nicht immer. Jetzt ist sie kurz weg und ich versuche ein bisschen zu schlafen. Ist ja toll, diesen alten Mantel auszuziehen, aber irgendwann habe ich keinen Bock mehr. Meinen Bart will sie...
Duvel and the 3irds dance with the leaves
"Duvel, these leaves are like golden snow, not as cold though. Swirly and floaty, nice and fluffy. Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves on the ground. Jupeeee, I am dancing with the leaves! "Silly bird. Yes, let's run. Maybe I can hunt some squirrels, a there goes a fuzzy tail. Quick, before the boss catches me. She feels sorry for the little tree rats. Bugger, that squirrel is much too...
Duvel and the 3irds keep on digging
"Duvel, stop this stupid digging of yours! It is too hot to dig. I am trying to enjoy my shade and you keep on ploughing sand into my face. Why don’t you go swimming?" "Funny Bird, I will not go swimming, I never swim. You are so selfish. Look at you, you are alone under that parasol. Poor little bird is nearly melting in the sun. And where is big bird? Oops, I must have buried him." "No problem...
Happy Birthday to Duvel the publisher’s dog!
"Happy Birthday Duvel, five years as a publisher's dog, quite an achievement old chap. Oh, Oh, don't give me that look! Come on Duvel, I know you think, we are a nuisance, but it is your Birthday. We will be really nice today, I promise. We will not steal the bosses cookies, mess up her office or dig through the rubbish for goodies. We will even leave your precious sticks alone, ok? Look at that...