No further comment on Our Anniversary after an evening of the Eventful Day spent fending off This Dog from his insistent forays for pieces of bread stolen off the table of our Friend & Hostess, Maartje. She's Dutch. It might explain the double "a" in her name. Apparently, the Dutch like to load-up with their vowels. We Americans, instead, smash two unrelated vowels together, creating mush. So be it. Maartje is very liberal with her bread distribution. I would be too, if I could count on some Peace after succumbing to the constant demands of an ill-behaved & very pushy Weimaraner. To sum up... The Dog was... in the words of The Short-person... INSUPPORTABILE!!!... the entire evening. And, I was in Total Agreement with said person.
Today, The Dog then felt compelled to still act as a... Bad Dog, very Bad Dog, Cattivo, Super Beeg Cattivo Dog... such as, barking to gain entrance into our neighbor's house for a biscuit or two. This after he had hounded me... literally... for bread at our house. Well, that's probably OK. The neighbor barks too.
However, now that we are back in Genoa where... in simple terms... DISCIPLINE REIGNS!!! Gads.
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