Hundewetter = foul weather
[literal translation: dog weather]
This morning it was 35°F--with a wind chill of 28°F--and it's only mid-October! It may not be
Hundewetter yet (the sun was out), but it definitely gives this Texas girl a chill. All week long I have heard discussions about the weather that begin with "Ohhhh, just you wait! Last year it was horrible. Did you hear about....".
Speaking of
Hunde...you know I'd like to have
Tostitos (along with salsa, peanut butter, and warm temperatures), but what do I
really miss from home? Along with my family and friends, of course, what I miss most is my dog. I decided to leave Allie in Texas for several reasons, one being that I wasn't sure what it would be like for her here (I travel on days off, she hates rain, I'd have to check her on the plane, etc...), and another was that I knew she would be very well loved and cared for by my family in Texas.
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| Allie at the front door when I left home |
I still miss Allie, though, and I blame the Germans for that, because I can't seem to go anywhere without seeing them with their dogs! They take them everywhere...
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| Yes, that is a dog in there! |
sightseeing with the family on vacation...
to the mall...
on the train...
out to dinner...
I've also seen them inside the city hall and the farmers market, and I've been told they've been known to frequent some bars. The only place it seems that dogs are not welcome is at the grocery store, where they are left near the front door and calmly wait for their owners. This, of course, makes me think of another sticking point about bringing my dog over to Germany: she and I
both would have to undergo some serious training before that could happen...German dogs are some of the best behaved dogs I have ever seen!