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Opening
the cage at customs, my
first steps on Dutch soil.
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In the arms
of my godmother Machteld
van der Linden, at customs.
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Getting
checked by the Vet at customs
and my Rabies vaccination.
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I have passed customs
and finally I am free!
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Look at
me! My first bread and cheese,
yummy, yummy!, in Wim's warm
lap, I don't really care much
for all those photographs and
papers that Sally sent.
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Here I am
in my new mother's coat,
it's very cold in Holland compared
to Australia.
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