You‘ve got a plan? Really? Good luck with that. When I was a teenager, my only two goals in life were not to be an alcoholic like my dad and to avoid English teaching. Like my mom. Guess what. Since moving back to Germany in 2001, after living here as a small child, and finding… Continue reading losing what little grasp of reality I still had, while God was quietly laughing
Category: dogs
You had a raincoat? and other obvious questions
Good morning 2020 (written early New Year’s Day morning). What a wild ride it’s already been, and I’m still in my pyjamas. My mother, who’s nickname when she was young was ‘Fafa’ so that’s what I call her here, and I have talked briefly, which because of the time difference between here and the States… Continue reading You had a raincoat? and other obvious questions
if you don’t like it or think I should grieve otherwise, you could perhaps go read something else
‘The subtle mental shifts we experience over time and how they lead us down our paths’ Heidi Jones There’s my writing prompt. It’s from my friend Heidi, who I saw recently at my thirtieth high school reunion. That was a trip, by the way. Like a psychedelic one, I mean. The good kind of trip.… Continue reading if you don’t like it or think I should grieve otherwise, you could perhaps go read something else
how can you mend a broken heart? with a Vizsla puppy, of course
Now, you’d probably immediately jump to the conclusion that the term miracle, in this case, is a bit over the top. You’d be wrong. If you know anything at all about me, you know that I’ve spent a lot of the last nearly fifteen years posting photos and stories about my sister and brother Vizslas… Continue reading how can you mend a broken heart? with a Vizsla puppy, of course
Feuerzangenbowle and those silly dogs
What in God’s name is this one? I’ve lived in Germany this time around for nearly two decades, and there are still times I feel like I’ve just arrived. Regularly, I have an expat problem that’d be solved by me being a bit more tolerant. That’s preposterous, isn’t it? I’m a guest in this country,… Continue reading Feuerzangenbowle and those silly dogs
A dog’s life expectancy…please don’t remind me
When I go on a trip, especially if it’s more than a few days, the worst part is taking the dogs to the Hundepension and saying goodbye. Don’t get me wrong: I know I’m about to go galavanting around somewhere bombarding my feed with photos of the sky in some far flung locale or food… Continue reading A dog’s life expectancy…please don’t remind me
Happy Eleventh Birthday Ella and Louis…there’s a celebratory Schweinsohr in it for you
Well aware that this isn’t the best photo I have of Ella and Louis, I’m bit pressed for time. See, it’s their birthday and I’ve been rattling on about these exquisite hounds via social media and responding to queries about them from people who haven’t been following them for years. Which is hard to believe if… Continue reading Happy Eleventh Birthday Ella and Louis…there’s a celebratory Schweinsohr in it for you
Dragged with vim & vigour
Taking the hounds out for a walk takes on a whole new meaning when you’re wearing your roller blades, doesn’t it? So much holiday preparation going on this last weekend, but we still had time to go out and seize the day. Apparently, aside from decorating Christmas cookies, letting Ella and Louis pull her along… Continue reading Dragged with vim & vigour
Mild as it’s been, enjoying late autumn
It’s been mild, we get it. November was rather warm here in Munich, and there hasn’t been much sunlight. It’s a good time to hole up and read. Or write. However, when you’ve got dogs, there’s only so long you can stay inside. I’ve tried to convince the hounds to take themselves out, but they… Continue reading Mild as it’s been, enjoying late autumn
Once you get a taste of The Daily Argus, you can’t get enough
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSE6I11YVsw] This YouTube video made my day, and I was already having a rather good one to begin with. A good day, that is. It’s a Vizsla trying to get a Tater Tot…the YouTube blurb says that after the taping, Argus eventually got the object of his desire. Heart warming, eh? You know this… Continue reading Once you get a taste of The Daily Argus, you can’t get enough