update. have recently I met someone in town who asked me in astonishment, what I would do in God's name here - but I had finally bitten the dust and according to organic standards can not even stand upright without assistance. It's time for some sign of life.
Actually everything is different has not done much since January. Nevertheless - here are the events of recent weeks (in chronological order):
first I have found someone with whom I will spend the rest of my miserable life (I've written it?). The lower because the image is not left to this is just the old Flappmann gate, but I love all also.
second The first official "VEB Plastering & Plate Party" in Minol was a mega-success, it was so full, like it was long in the Bums and the guests were, and have launched damned good too, gate and I had great fun in the end -.. But we were Admittedly, the very worst, because we were rotzvoll now and read the album title could not. The last bite just the dogs.
third I had a crappy disc herniation, and I had probably for some time, only that he is now about my sciatic nerve had hergemacht. Dental pain in the ass and the legs are really not funny and that makes a mighty rotten. The Auflegerei Arcari in me the cursed dirty cartilage also: After I had been through with Jörn still the (very funny) Altweiberdonnnerstag with massive ibuprofen addition, on Friday I could not go any longer without softly sobbing. Figuratively speaking, I probably had too much in the last few months (he) and I have to wear too much to bear. Likely to fall because of my track days in March in Cartagena in the water.
But: In the shadows, there's light. On the failed Carnival Sunday I'm making music instead of the Arcari, laying Uta Eating in a nearby pub hobbled, which I would otherwise never set foot. At the toilet door was hanging a poster that a foster family would leave two mongrel puppies. I am one of them I immediately flash and while I love me just writing down the phone number, the type with just the little bastard through the door. Long story short:
4th I now have a dog.
I've wanted for ages again have a dog, but that was until now for various reasons. The animal should have the following conditions: a) initiating a Stragami (street mix his grave), b) in size and one male, c) a cunning character Mutt be) d I somehow run, so connected as to the highway peg sit or something.
Coffy on takes it all to (meaning that the little dog Coffy - like the cool 70s Blaxpoitation film - was already laid for years). Coffy is a Bardino mixture (probably including Shepherd) was about 4 months old and brought his brother with the help of an animal from the Canary Islands, the rest of the litter was abgemurkst. He is a cool little bastard with a thick head that surpasses what I've seen so far. During his 23 hours a day is a lovable, docile little puppy, he attempted in the remaining hours now to impose its dominance. In this harsh lesson we fighten also little things by all means to the dominance - and that's no fun with such a wild child home.
He is not housebroken, my life changed rhythm momentarily serious. I'm so early as never before in the company, but at the same time go to bed. However, relatively sober. Fortunately, Coffy is extremely resistant to excess - he is both in the city crowds, in the crowded market, or even with caps birthday party on Friday totally relaxed. He has in just 5 days already "sit", "Come," "Off", Down, dog place "and going for a walk learned what we" say. "Coffy to go No!" He understood for some time, but followed it only occasionally violent protest, the little punk. He understood that begging, sofa and bed are taboo. Uta, which can handle super dogs, he has fully accepted as a beta male. Driving a car he loves totally and immediately dozed off in his box, from the bike cage is, however, he jumped out the first attempt, has rolled off and totally dusty and somewhat confused aufgerappelt things out. Let us alone to practice just 15 minutes have been no problem. ignored at the dog park his peers, and tried to pee with the big dogs then sometimes show him where the frog has the curls. Damage can not, anyway.
me it makes any event, great fun with my new companion. And I've also learned to screw my claims on him a little run down and not to expect the miracle dog. Strange as it also sounds and it may seem strange that suddenly my luck and bed rest depends on that a little stray dog succeeded by his digestive residues: It gives an extremely full and satisfied feeling when such an animal trust holds and affection developed. May be an end in itself, but somehow not. And I will do my best here in the blog not to divulge too much Pet Content. I can promise not do that. Oh yes, I will still not have children, forget it, this steak is breaded.
