Hallo Leute! Ja, ich bin da! Ihr Carbon! Kennst du mich nicht?
Hola todos! Si, si, it is me, Carbon, but now I learn German with ML so we speak the German all the time. La verdad, the truth, is that I am starting to miss when ML speaks Spanish to me.
Oh, my Spanish home: sun, beach, garden, my friend Reuben...oh wait! That is Cornwall. Maybe I am Cornish now? La verdad, the truth, is that I've seen more of Cornwall than Spain. In Spain, they mainly kept me in a box. I did not see much of the world. I saw a lot of my Bodeguero companion Paul's fuzzy backside and a lot of wire cages but I did NOT see a lot of sun, beach and garden.
Dios mio, I am rambling again. Donde estoy? Where am I?
Oh, si...or ja...or yes. Pfft! I don't know anymore! Now I am beginning to understand why ML is so mixed up the head: too many words!
Un pequeño update on how I am doing with my new super drug that is putting the good oxygen back into my incredibly attractive blood. Primero, first, I do not mind the Spritze. That is "injection" in German. It sounds better that way, more like one of those drinks that ML sometimes has with mi amor Fine's mum Nadine on Wednesday Pub Night. Como he dicho, as I was saying, I do not mind them because ML gives me cookies afterwards. A cookie makes everything in the world OK, no?
ML says now I am "full of beans". I do not eat beans so I do not understand, but I do have a lot more energy now. This week ML had to sit and stare her computer and be aburrida, boring, a lot, so we do our walks very early in the morning so she has more time to be boring. When we come to a big empty square in the Altstadt, Old Town, where we live, ML takes off my lead and says, "Go play!"
At the beginning of the week when she did this, I found some deleeecious crumbs between the cobblestones and left my news on a few blades of grass. Run? Pfft! I did not feel like running. Today she did the same and I ran a big circle around the carousel and then another around the sausage stands. Weeeeee!!!!! ML loves this and says, "Toro, toro" and holds her imaginary cape for me to charge. The ONLY good kind of bullfighting is with a Spanish gentleman dog!
ML and I are doing better too. Since our Dia de Mierda (Very Bad Day) on Monday, she is not so grumpy to me. She says I am a very special gentleman to put up with the likes of her. Ja, ja, ich bin ein cooler Kerl. I am a cool dude. Oh Pfft! Now she has me speaking German AND California surfer dialect. Really, it is all very confusing.
Anyway, lo mas importante, the most important is that we are both feeling better on the inside and looking good on the outside. Well...I am looking good on the outside. I am still working on ML!
Einen schönen Abend, buenas Noches and to all a good night, il tuo Carbone. (Pfft! Now she has me speaking Italian too?)
