Meet my Dad

Hey there, friend! Typhoon here 🐾 — you already know my wonderful mom, but today my heart is racing with excitement as I introduce to you my extraordinary Dad.

He is the one who is taking all these great photos for our blog. 📸 Whether it’s me or my siblings showing off our breathtaking Malinois jumps, others napping in a golden patch of sun, or the Smoky Mountains glowing at sunset — Dad is the eye behind the magic.

But I should have started with what makes me puff my chest the most — he is a figure skating World Champion, multiple-time European Champion, and the proud owner of more medals than I can count on my paws. ⛸✨ He skated with such power and elegance that stadiums were giving him standing ovations! Just thinking about it fills me with pride, because not many Malinois have a Dad who can give them a few pointers on how to improve their jumps.

Now, he’s here in Knoxville training a new generation of skaters. Watching him guide them with the same focus and artistry that once lit up arenas makes me want to sit a little closer, just to be part of it.

Of course, I keep suggesting that I should be his next student. Four paws on the ice? No problem! He just laughs and says the rink isn’t ready for me yet. Personally, I think he’s afraid I’ll steal the show 🐕🐾😂😂😂.

And here’s where life gets really delicious… Mom cooks for Dad.

Dad cooks for us. And I don’t just mean tossing kibble in bowls — no, he makes full, mouthwatering meals that could make even the fanciest chef jealous. 🍲 Dinner in our house is a grand production: pots clinking, aromas filling the air, and me stationed right in the kitchen as the official supervisor. Of course, because I’m so generous, I allow my siblings to share the feast. Why am I so nice? Honestly, I don’t know. I could easily eat it all myself.

Enzo and Elza? They inhale their meals so fast I don’t think they even notice the fine cuisine Dad creates. But me? I savor every bite, like the true connoisseur I am. 🐶✨ Someone has to appreciate all that effort, right?

And Mom? She bakes cookies just for us. Fresh, warm, homemade treats to go along with Dad’s gourmet dinners. Between the two of them, life in our house is one big, happy feast for us.🐕 🐕🐕