Adaptation
Raising pups for literally anything and everything.
We, and thus our pups, live a very basic and spartan lifestyle. If we fly business or first class when not using our own aircraft, it is primarily because hybrids wouldn’t otherwise fit in coach and/or would kill half the plane by the time we reach destination. So, everything we do outside of our own compounds, farms, ranches and other properties is primarily to shield ourselves from people. But at home, everything is simple and basic.
We hunt or fish most of our food, and raise the small remaining percentage. Our boys are raised on moose, reindeer, cod, dairy and cloudberries. An ancestral Nordic and natural diet, recently referred to as keto. We don’t use/have tables. We don’t always use plates, let alone utensils. We also, as adults, only eat once a day. Pups, however, eat non-stop constantly while awake. Our halls have no internet (at the request of our older boys actually), not even electricity by choice (except on pipes so they don’t freeze because we still have running water). We still use washers and modern amenities, but in a different building. Our actual halls are very traditional. That’s how we like it. A willful choice.
This is the basic and quite primal/primitive life we enjoy. For most, it would be hel or at least completely outside of their comfort zone. For us it is natural, and luxurious and fine dining is instead what is outside of our comfort zone.
Our pups, however, must be ready for life. They must engage in as many experiences as possible to expand and open their mind, and to become very adaptable. This includes learning how to fit in within high society. With 4 royal blood lines present here, we also have a lot of boys with royal blood, so it makes sense from that point ion view as well.
While we expose them to a completely new experience, we still don’t submit them to convention. We don’t dress differently for the occasion, and today we were all wearing our typical Multicam G3’s, pups included. We also do it in Norway because they are more relaxed and won’t treat our boys badly for not wearing a suit or other fancy and submissive outfit like they would in France or the UK. We also manage to wrap it up in about 1h30, versus a minimum of 4 hours for this type of meal anywhere else in Europe. It is also probably cheaper than France or the U.K., at about 2,000 kr (USD 200) a pup. Not including the contingency reindeer and milk we have ready, because the pups will leave the restaurant hungry and won’t even register it was a meal!
Anyway, we didn’t have to actually brief them or give them any instruction. They watched and mimic our every move, immediately knowing which fork, knife and glass to use based on our own behavior.
They really liked caviar and didn’t inhale it too fast, when we told them it was 1,000 kr for half a mouth full. They liked it so much that they started plotting to raiding Russia. Next was raw halibut. They found the idea of eating flowers very ridiculous. Then it was raw Musk Ox. They were just surprised half the animal wasn’t brought right to the table. When it came to desert they couldn’t eat it as they never really had sugar, so it is not something they could even put in their mouth.
Within seconds of exiting the restaurant, one of them crossed his arms, stared at us, and said: “þú bjóst okkr til. Þú verðr að gefa okkr að borða.” (You made us. You have to feed us.)
As expected, their brain hadn’t even registered fine dining as an actual meal. So, we gave them reindeer and milk. But now they have experienced something outside of their comfort zone that will give them additional tools to adapt to any life situation.
