Radler in the park

Finally, fucking finally, the weather is better!

Time to get to the park!!!!!

At the end of last year's picnic season I had a Radler (beer / lemonade mix) leftover. I was saving it for today, the first proper sun of the year. How coincidental was it then that the expiry date on my Radler was today! 18 March 2015. Unglaublich.

It was so good to get out into nature and be able to lay down without getting dirty. Also good to be able to eat some sticks.

But I was really hanging for my Radler, so I got my paper, the 'Berliner Woche' and started drinking and reading.

It can get to your head a bit, but I love the stuff.

I might have a drinking problem, but hey, I don't drink in the winter so back off.

And winter keeps going

Berlin weather is shit, shit, shit.

I've been going cabin crazy this week, so I went for a walk to the Ostbahnhof. Fucking raining.

So even though I had to get carried through the mud,

I still ended up in the bloody shower, 

 Enough of winter and rain and shitty days.

I want picnic season to start.

Leave me alone

So I'm still upset about getting kicked out of the last place. That along with the whole stinking winter.

I'm sick of going for a walk and then needing a wash because my fur got wet and dirty, even if its just a quick jog around the block.

So I thought fuck it, I'm staying home for a bit. Wake me up when the weather is better.

They still force me outside occasionally, they say I need exercise,

So I've been in the bag again.

Been on forced short walks.

And I still like going to the shops,

But basically, I want to sit on the couch and hide away.

Or lay under the couch, and hide away.

Or under the bed....AND HIDE AWAY.

And yet they just won't leave me alone.  BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Discrimination

Around the corner from us is a relatively new sandwich shop / cafe place. I've been walking past it for ages, thinking 'I wouldn't mind going there one day'.

So finally we went there. Papa went in first and asked if it was okay if I could come inside also. The lady said 'Yes, I think so', so we all went in, ordered and started to eat.

The sandwich looked nice, and  we started tucking into it.

We'd only got a few bites in when the lady came over to us and said 'Actually dogs aren't allowed, can you please leave'.

Can you fucking believe that? I was so upset. It was fucking cold outside too, so we had to take the sandwich home.

I was too upset to enjoy the sandwich. I won't fucking go back.

This is a shitty thing about Germany, I am allowed so many places - but where I am NOT allowed is not clear. Some cafes and restaurants are fine, some are not. Not all places have a sign saying if I am allowed or not. Sort it out dickheads.

Silvester 2014

I fucking hate New Years Even in Berlin (or Silvester as the locals call it)

From 5pm December 31st until the next morning its just non-stop explosions and fireworks all over the city. Hate hate hate it.

Last year Papa took me for a walk on the Silvester evening to show me that I don't need to be afraid of anything - and a firework exploded under me. Not this year...I said 'Don't you fucking dare make me go outside today!' So they let me stay inside.

But I was so anxious. Pacing through the house and my heart beating uncontrollably fast. I had to have a chamomile tea.

The tea helped a bit, but not enough. I also had a 'thunder jacket' on, but that doesn't do shit.

It then didn't help that Mama and Papa fucked off for the rest of the night to go and party without me. I felt so vulnerable.

I spent the night by myself, scared shitless and unable to rest. It was horrible. 

They finally came home, in some wee morning hour. I was so happy to see them and hugged them with such relief.

The next day, Papa and I went for a walk to survey the damage to the city.

These Berliners are animals at this time of year. So much rubbish. Unbelievable.

I was still feeling nervous and there were still fireworks and bombs going off somewhere in our neighbourhood. It's so unsettling for me.

Uncharacteristically for me I really couldn't stand being out and about today and begged to go home. Hopefully these animals run out of their explosives soon and things can get back to normal.

I hate Silvester. I'm glad its over for another year.

Christmas snow

Despite the title, NO, we didn't get snow on Christmas day.

But, I had a lovely Christmas thanks for asking. We had a fabulous Schweinebraten for dinner, and then I slept for the next few days - with a few walks in between.

The weather has been crap - just cold and grey - so I told Mama and Papa not to bother me until something interesting happens.

Well today it finally fucking snowed properly!

Papa said 'Get your coat on, we are going to make snowmen!'

So we went out and bloody hell it had snowed a lot overnight. Fabulous!

All my markings had been washed off the trees, so I had to remark everything again.

Did you know that in Germany, sometimes little humans get pulled along by their parents on some wooden transport device? I found this very odd...why don't we have on of these for me?

I was running low on groceries so Mama picked some up for me, and Papa and I waited outside.

So nice to be in the snow once again!

While we waited I had a chat with some other dog. He didn't seem too happy so we left him alone.

With the groceries done we went to the park to play and make snow things.

What do you think of my snow-me?

Let me tell you it was fucking cold. So I sat out the last of our play session while Mama and Papa kept making snow things.

So nice to have snow back again....but also nice to be back at home in the warmth too.

I was knackered...

And so was Mama!

Rocky Christmas Tone

No shitting, its been cold as here this past month. I've been hibernating and just deciding to stay at home.

So I was surprised when Mama and Papa came home today with this huge package. They ran inside and said "Barney Barney, its a package from Auntie Tone and Unkie B"

Fuck yea.

You can tell they love me when it cost 100 bux just to send the package to me. I'm worth it of course.

Papa kept saying the package was a 'sunofafukkenbitch' to open. I don't think that's a German word, might be Japanese but I didn't think he was learning that language.

There was lots of bubble wrap inside...

And once we got through all of that, beautiful hand made rocky road!!!!

How nice does this look eh!

There was a card too, apparently is said I shouldn't eat all the rocky road, but I don't believe it. It's mine and I might share some though.

First the quality assessment....

And then my appraisal. I think you can see that I was rather chuffed. :)

We all got into it straight away...

The little ball things flew all over the floor when Papa opened and cut the chocolate. He used that Japanese word again.

We are all a bit sick at the moment as we have eaten alot of Rocky Road already. Mmmm.

Thanks Auntie Tone and Unkie B, this was a pressie worth coming out of hibernation for :)