I got sidetracked . . . again *le sigh*. Last night my friend told me that she would love some warm winter cloth for her tiny chihuahua Mr. D. and we where wondering if I could either knit or crochet some. So this morning, still on my first coffee, I went and looked for a tutorial of some sort. I found a really really pawesome one over there at Twin Star Hooks . For the yarn I used a German brand and I had to adjust the size a bit since Mr. D. is very tiny, but it was super easy and super much fun. You bet, I’ll do some more of those. And I can’t wait to check out her other tutorials. Well, off for some more crochet fun or so. Have a pawesome day and be safe out there. ❤
Here you see a poster that was designed by our city government and plastered all over the place. It informs us about a 50 Euro fine if we fail to clean up after our dogs. In general I agree with that and I believe that it should be a matter of course and respect that we clean up after our dogs. Actually it is quite embarrassing that some people need to be reminded, yet even forced to to do that. So what’s the point here? Hang on, we are getting there.
Every time you want to establish an administrative act, you need to make sure you are willing an able to enforce it, else it would be as effective as a hedgehog fart. In this case the city government wants to establish a fine for not cleaned up poop. In order to get to that money they will have to bust people right when it is happening, else you can not prove who did it. They would actually have lots of people patrolling at least those areas most frequented by dogs on walkies. Did that happen? Nope! And people still don’t clean up after there dogs simply because they are ignorant idiots and nothing happens anyway. Hedgehog Fart right there!
Public Trash Can maintained by the city administration of the city of Oldenburg
And now we get to the point. Here you see a public trash can. The same people who are responsible for that poster are in charge of emptying the public trash cans. You see, lots of people are cleaning up behind their dogs but the city administration fails to do their job. It is their responsibility to keep these can’s clean, tidy and empty but for some strange reason they just don’t do it. And it’s not like we would have tons of public trash cans. They got rid of most of them but still, they fail to empty those few left. Now I wonder, do they have to pay a fine to us, the tax payers?
This story is about preconceptions and how life proves them wrong in a very funny way. I think most of us are not free of preconceptions, right? I mean, I see a tax officer and think “quick, shoot it”, but I’m sure there are fair and kind tax officers out there . . . somewhere . . . maybe . . . naaa just shoot it. This was a stupid example but I’m sure you totally get what I mean, right? It happened last week. Ami had a walkies date with her best buddy Mr. D. He is the most adorable apple head chihuahua. Yes, this combo seems odd, a rather chunky (don’t tell her I said that) Old English Bulldog and this 15 cm / 6 inches bundle of cuteness, but they complete each other somehow. He is a huge dog in a tiny body and Ami is a tiny dog in a huge body. So we where walking through the local nature preserve. The path there can get pretty narrow at some points, less than a meter, so we where walking one after another, Ami and I first, Mr. D and his mom right after us.
His Royal Cuteness, Mr. “Maximum Carnage” D
We where just at a especially tight spot when a woman with a beautiful border collie came from ahead. As she walked closer she first looked at Ami and then she asked me “is it dangerous?”. And I’m like yes totally savage, be aware. Inside I was rolling my eyes at her. So she sneaked by on tiptoes. Ami didn’t even look at them, totally boring to her. And then they reached Mr. D . . . . GROWLROARDROOLSNARLGROWL!!! He totally made clear that he is no nonsense and that he doesn’t appreciate people looking funny at us. 6 inches total savageness. *grins* I love that little guy so much. Ami does too. And that woman maybe learned something. Things often are not what they look like. Have a pawesome day everybody and be safe out there.
You know what’s really annoying about walkies? I actually have to walk. Yes no kidding, mom expect me to walk. She refuses to carry me, which is ridiculous. She also refused to get me such a nice cart where I can sit in, look cute and look at people while mom is driving me around. Of course it would need a little roof too, it’s raining quite often here in our area and I really don’t enjoy getting wet. A mug holder and a box for snacks would be sweet too, don’t ya think? I saw such a cart on Amazon a while back (minus the mug holder and the snack box). Maybe I should just wait till mom goes for grocery and then just order one. Have a pawesome day everybody and be safe. ❤
First we’ll have to give you some background information or you’ll not get the point. *giggle* Here in Germany we’ve got several parcel delivery services, ranging from very good down too total failure. The best of all of them is UPS, super faster, always friendly and very tidy, they are followed by the buys from Amazon, oh I love these guys, they work so hard, are always on time and always friendly and competent. Then there is a large void stretch. Well, then comes DHL, they are a left over from the state owned mail service, slow, rude, incompetent, unreliable. They are followed by a bunch of tiny lesser knows services like DPD and DLS. As private person you hardly ever see those. End of line, right? Nope, there is still Hermes, the most horrific parcel “courier” ever. They are never on time, stuff often gets lost and never arrives, they are beyond rude, they look like thugs and their vans are actually not fit for traffic anymore. If and that is a hug IF a parcel transported by them actually makes it to your door, it looks like a cattle herd walked over it. Twice!
Okies, we where on our walkie and there was that Hermes guy, package in hand, crawling along in slow motion. Ami starts to stare at him and as he is very close I tell her, loud enough that he can hear me, “leave it babes, you had lunch already” . . . and that is how you can make a Hermes courier walk significantly faster. *giggle*
Don’t forget to hug your doggo, be safe out there and have a pawesome day. =)
Somewhat Patchy 