What Can I Give My Yorkie For Pain?

Ah, Paris ... c'est bon!

A few impressions:

   
 

Danke an C. und meine Schwester für ein paar wundervolle Tage!
 

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Grone retains crown

... und ich danke ab.

Ein Scheppern, ein erneutes, fast schon hat man sich dran gewöhnt, ein gewaltiges. Das ganz langsame Öffnen der Augen, dann realisieren, dass es diesmal zu viel war.

Zu viel für G.s Fensterscheibe. Die äußere the two panes of glass has a hole. From the splitter and the rain clattering she woke up because the bed is right by the window. Police call, yes, but who.

enemies? We have enemies? No. Yes. Sure. Every now and then see what happens. Punctured tires, firecrackers on the balcony, branches, onions, eggs, tobacco boxes ... But we have not done anything. Or is it?

twice, maybe three times patience is wearing thin, an angry cry in the dark, the only laughter and phrases like: "Come down you bastard, come ?!?!" what willstu ; follow.

I puke all night. The following day. My stomach rebelled. Whether it is because or only on the food?

The police can do little. You make the effort, the notebook, however shabby. When they say goodbye, I say "thank you" and "You're welcome."

I hate myself in my home no longer feel safe.




PS: What might have thought the policeman who hingrinste before him when he was in G's room looked around? * G *

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In Göttingen forests

From the tower of Rapunzel, fattened pigs and Weltenpoperze

made on a spring Sunday, a moon-faced man, a warrior in leather pants, a mom and selbsernannte God in the white car to explore the forests of Gottingen.

A wise woman was kind of motley force their way to show. But eventually they had left was the opportunity to walk through the collection to hit trees.

reached after a little while entertaining them the Rapunzel tower.

God realized that he probably poor Rapunzelchen scalped, had he been saving the prince. They did, however, permitted to visit Rapunzel's room, because a much older man demanded money, which paid the other tourists willingly.

But thanks to this event, met with the fellows for a short hike along the trail that winds through the forest past the municipal utility installations, to ...

THE WELTENPOPERZE!

A and sweet, nasty, small, stinky, populated by leeches Tümpelchen, in the midst of towering two Walls were. The moon-faced man nodded smugly, as he had known it since leaving the white motor home that he was the middle of nowhere. In order to bring

God from anal Meeting the mother earth with a stick, the mother took up brought biscuits. Krümelnd smoking and the troops came their way to the game reserve, had drivelling from the Internet.

The Gequängel the kiddies yielding was still bought a sausage, to then bring them to the gaping little pigs, which rooted with their very nose moving fronts in the dirt-disdaining the chestnuts, which of the unsa adjusted Tourist children had been thrown there.

The warrior in leather pants could hardly contain himself for joy, it almost seemed so, that he felt connected family with the prisoners. Or was there for no more than just pure cuteness? Had to say this sign?

The mom began to think about. It should continue. Because it is more and more questions were asked on the way to the enclosure, the god damn, on which the moon-faced man asked, as well taste human flesh, and the leather pants Krieger was often met cheerfully hopping. Why there were two albino animals between the remaining deer? Were the antlers to shovel the nests created, in which hatched the pieces of their children for hours just lying around on the floor? Or could use the antennas, which also left the heads of the youngest animals, extraterrestrial signals are received?

The afternoon in Göttingen forests was drawing to a end. But most of the secrets were still waiting to be discovered!