Our microadventure brings us to Grunewald. We ignore all paths and follow the compass needle. Always straight ahead. Stubborn as a mule.
Boots on the ground, just think different about the terrain.
We should say more often “F..k it!“ and just do what we want.
How the pack handles it, when a member have to go.
Granted. I fooled you again. Dog Beer falls somewhere in the category “absolutely useless” to “what the fuck?” A title like this could come from the industry, which sells the product namely as nutritional supplements.
Also a afraid dog gets power throught traveling. The right person on his side does a lot.
The raindrops pass my field of view in the horizontal and banging against my face. The dog, the cone of light seeking, would also prefer another location. I myself am not so sure whether the spontaneous trip to Denmark was a good idea. Anyway, I
Thats the reason why I was left in Amsterdam and wasn´t allowed to transfer to the U.K.
The entry requirements into the U.K. are in constant change. Since not even have to turn his guilt UK.