Yule and dogs

Found myself sprinting along Währingerstraße trying to keep up with Mischa at 7 this morning. Just before Votivkirche he broke into a sprint. The poor thing had the runs. So much for giving the dogs a Christmas treat from our dinner of orange duck.

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Yule and overactive husbands

So. After one helluva blog-break (sorry, sorry, sorry!) I’m back with no guarantees for when I’ll be disciplined enough to write more. Just thought I’d drop that in right away. So you know. Well. It’s that time of year again. You know, the one that is supposed to be white and full of Yule cheers [...]

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