I have always two small and hairy friends close to me when I’m going to make pancakes. The first pancake is always reserved for those little hairy girls. They wait and wait and wait…
I just have to pick the ingredients from the refrigerator and they know what’s going on; PANCAKES!!!! They are happily by my side when I make the mixture. Then they sit there and wait and wait…

I’m used to it and enjoys their company when I do boring cooking. The oldest lady, Zonya, can speak her special TT-language, specially if she thinks that it’s going too slowly with her pancake. I meet lovely Tibetan eyes and little pushes on my legs. (my small friends don’t beg! Absolutely not! They just takes part in the housework!)


One day when I was going to make pancakes I started to make the mixture and at first I didn’t notice that there was just ONE hairy little friend by my side. But when I started to fry the first pancake I discovered, huh! Here is just one hairy friend! What!? Where is the other? Why isn’t she here? Where is she? What has happened? I started looking for her but I couldn’t see her anywhere. I started to call her name: Zonya, Zonya where are you???? But no Zonya came!


This had never happened before, not for four years! Always when I make pancakes she is by my side, talking. And it smelled pancakes now but she was diseappeared! And it’s very strange that she didn’t show up when I called her name, because she is that kind of lady that always, and I mean always, comes when Mummy calls!
I started to get really frightened, I called and called and turned the pancake in the frying pan. But no beautiful, wonderful Tibetan Terrier lady showed up! Then suddenly, I saw her!!!


It’s open between the kitchen and the livingroom, so you can see the darkbrown sofa from the stove. There, in the sofa she lied on her side with her head a little bit up and watched me!
Now I started to get more frieghtened and yes, terrified! What!? Why does she just lie there! Why doesn’t she come for her pancake? Why is she so quiet?
I started to call her again, but no reaction! She didn’t move or give any sign… Then I got really hysterical, frightened, terrified!!!!
HELP!!!! She is very sick! She is dying there in the sofa!!!! Oh my god! NOOOO!!!! I switched off the stove and was on my way running to her. THEN, she started to talk! She didn’t move her but she started to talk, a bit quiet, but I could hear that her talk wasn’t of pain or something. It was a very demanding Tibetan Terrier talk!

What?! I said. What do you mean! Are you not sick? Are you not going to die? Why are you doing this to me?
Ahhhh! I get it! You are just so lazy that you don’t be able to walk from the sofa to me and get your pancake? Ha! Is it ? And ofcourse she answered me! Louder and louder…
So, I stands here and frying pancakes for five people and two TT:s and I will put the food and dishes on the table and you  are just lying there, too lazy to take some steps to get your pancake. So, do you really mean that I will bring the pancake to you in the sofa? And of course she answered me.


It’s awful to admit, I did it! I gave a bit of the pancake to the little hairy girl who was sitting by my side and then I took the rest and walked to the sofa and gave Zonya pancake in the sofa…
Than I walked back to the stove continuing to fry pancakes. When I looked down there were TWO Tibetan friends sitting by my side, HEALTHY and happy. My husband thought I was crazy, serving the TT like that. But, what do you not do for a Tibetan terrier that just have woken up from her beauty sleep and is a bit tired and wants pancake?

Viktoria Karlsson 2007