I am just so Vicious. You can call me Sid!
And one thing I've learned in a tug-o-war is never, ever give up! You just gotta wear down your opponent. Watch and learn from the master.
A tradition started long ago when Alli went on travel and was missing her dog, Frito. I would e-mail her a picture a day. Now we have a blog to share with each other, and the world. Hope you find them interesting. By the way ... does your dog have a blog?
Pfew! Alpha finally got those booties of my feet. I mean what was he thinking?!
Ummm, is there anyone out there that can rescue me? Do you seeeeeeeee what Alpha is doing to me? Check out the paws.
OK. Hold everything. Stop the presses!
Well, I know I'm not supposed to eat greenies any more. And I don't -- now it is just really big dog bone rawhide pieces (hee, hee).





So this is Goslar -- perhaps the most famous town in the Harz Mountain area. It came to prominance due to silver mining.
One of its really neat characteristics is that they tile the sides of the houses in slate. Sometimes very ornately. It's pretty amazing and cool.
They also have a thing for witches in the Harz mountains. Hey, whatever one needs to do to scare the kiddies ;-)
Mom, what the heck is going on? Don't you know I am usually in bed at this hour?
Oh wow, what a character. This is the "Night Watchman", and he does a tour, in English, of the history of Rothenburg. A brief description of what life was like back in the middle ages. It was pretty entertaining.
So it's time for a short vacation. It's pretty hot right now (in August), and we've decided to head up to the Harz Mountain area. But first, a stop in Rothenburg ob der Tauber, a really cool mideival walled city. In fact, here I am up on one of those really thick walls.
