The good thing about this record is that I can not forget. I shall run every day on the road. For yes, I must confess that I sometimes have ideas for blog articles and then forget again. I suspected as forgetting the time of the early morning hours, more sleep, where I find myself during this most. The thing is that I get the ideas usually sometime during the day and I then at night in bed before falling asleep, incubation. I am one moderately well to create more legends than the eggs of mammals, slip my boys after a certain incubation period. This is one night or more, depending on size of the egg. But sometimes when I sleep, has probably come a magpie or a raccoon, and steal the egg, because sometimes the incidence of eggs the next day away, and I must wait again until the fact that the stork throws me a new one from heaven. Not so with this egg nIf. He greets me every day like the groundhog, and now, the Venetian Carnival time, it is even more rabid about his daily crave attention.
The Venetians have all appearances, I have learned here, a special relationship with their dogs. It begins with the fact that here, in a city of water and stone, where it only in hidden private gardens, even a patch of grass and a few timid Trees are amazing, many dogs are kept. The dog to be associated with the animal loving man indeed prefer to farm, forest and field, but in general but rather with a green and spacious environment. Both are excluded in Venice, but the dogs still numerous. And usually see these dogs, which may explain their existence has so skillfully made as the architecture that make them trip. Many are so small that they can not walk at all or will, but in specially-made basket or bag jerk be worn. Likely to have these dogs for the sake of hygiene in a diaper, so I just could not verify that. And here I saw for the first time a poodle as he was aware only of Cartoons: some with shaved legs and plush feet, a souped breast coat and - sad but true - braided pigtails head to three coats. Apparently, this dog, although very large, not intended for running, because I was present the full walking time on a little channels along because my path took me in the same direction, and after an estimated 300 meters, it was already over with a walk and the poodle copy was brought home by his owner again.
But one 90 percent of the Venetian dogs is their clothing. That's right, not fur, clothing. Well, it's contrary to popular opinion here in the Veneto is not the summer, one gets here sometimes slightly off in the treacherous winter sun a cold. But the Venetians appears to believe in itself is not the Established of nature in different seasons, maybe he's simply in his art city never heard that animals usually grow a winter coat and their ancestors, evolutionary often old as the hills, well take care had to have no man pulled the wool over your own ears, but rather were not forced to have sewn The same clothes. The Venetians, however, has known, rose always liked about the nature and shaped them in his own image. He does so even today with the dog by letting him do not go without a jacket out of the house. The Venetian dog with - very different Andalusian than - today like loud colors and athletic fabrics, like with color printing, such as that of a basketball team (that is, it was the one sport suit), but not infrequently also the small woolen black, and the carnival may's also fond of (false?) sparkling gems, this may not lack a cap on her curly head. Further, there are all hip and leg lengths, whether mini or maxi, with turtleneck or V-neck. I guess the Venetian dog has his own wardrobe, probably right next to his own bathroom. Perhaps he has also learned to speak, I have hitherto not dared to mention one is so rude with such fine people.
I can not think straight now egg-n that in the affected 18th Century Venice, it shows the cartoons of my master Tiepolo was already trained dogs to dance, which also contributed clothes. And I think I'll set up a business idea here is a dog-show dance group with which I perform it next year for Carnival. This is all the rage.
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