Then some good news comes in that gives you hope. We received some of that tonight. Unfortunately it will do little for our immediate situation, but put us in a better place a year from now.
Eric is feeling a little bit better than he was yesterday. He has a stronger immune system than I do and doesn't suffer from the brunt of flu symptoms like I do. Hopefully it will stay that way...
Today was a rainy and dreary day in Germany. This morning on the way to work I snapped a few photos of the path we take every day. It's a 15 minute walk to the office.
Here is a rare view of the street we live on...
This is the church around the corner...
Past the church is a small park we walk through with a river...
Then we follow the cobblestone pathway into the Altstadt (Old City) I love this building, it's one of the oldest structures in our city. It remained the same after hundreds of years.
This is our path through the Altstadt. It's also where I buy fresh breadrolls in the morning and do most of my food shopping.
Then we pass the German Highschool (RatsGymnasium) - we affectionately call it "Hogwarts". For the record..I can't imagine attending a Highschool that looks like that. My highschool in America was just a huge ugly rectangular structure.
We walk through an underground tunnel that leads to a residential area, filled with Cute German houses.
Then just around this antique fence...
...is the multi-media company we worked for and then it leads back into the city.
So now you have a visual. We've been walking that path to work for three years. This is our last week walking it.
UPDATE on Percy:
Okay, Percy is alright. I found out more details about the situation. Initially, I had a hard time believing this because I heard he downed an entire container of tylenol. I was shocked. But apparently no one knows for certain how many he ate, They just discovered it torn open when they returned home. It could have been a very small number of pills. Percy vomited twice, they took him to the hospital and he received Charcoal treatment.
The little fellow is now home and back in full health.
I shouldn't have implied that he needed to seek therapy. It's only because he's just been in and out of the hospital so many times. But My sister noted that, He just eats everything he comes in contact with. It's not necessarily a sign that he's self-destructive or troubled.
Maybe what we could use is a professional dog trainer/communicator with years of experience that could help him get on the right path and curb some of his uncontrollable impulses.
He's a good dog. He gets confused but he has a huge heart. That's all that matters. I love the little guy, He's fully a member of our family, and I'm happy he's alright.
