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Chencho in Sterzing/Vipiteno

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Mon, 07 May 2018 17:18:51 +0000

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One big advantage of the place where we live is its proximity to Italy: In just a few hours we have crossed the borders to Austria and Italy. Vipiteno is more Sterzing than Vipiteno –the main language is German–, which means that we don't have the optimum Italian experience, but the ease of being able to speak German and be understood.

Chencho would have preferred to stay home, but he made the best of it, and was adorable as always.

Schneehund

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 00:47:59 +0000

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Chencho follows his nose, even if there seem to be good arguments against it.

Chencho folgt seiner Nase, auch wenn das weniger ratsam erscheint.

Dog in a Landscape

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sat, 30 Dec 2017 00:48:26 +0000

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The dog is –how could it be different?– Chencho, whose short legs find it hard to find their way through the heavy snow.

Der Hund ist –wie könnte es anders sein?– Chencho, dessen kurze Beine es schwer haben mit der starken Schneedecke.

Chencho in Belluno

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 05 Nov 2017 16:02:11 +0000

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Chencho has little appreciation for human cultural achievements, but he accepts the inevitable.

Chencho in Belluno

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 05 Nov 2017 16:01:40 +0000

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Visitors are encouraged to leave their cars in a large parking lot outside the town and reach the alta città by a series of long escalators. A practical (if ugly) solution for anyone who doesn't have to carry a dog of Chencho's weight.

Chencho in Castrocaro

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 11 Sep 2016 17:22:15 +0000

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Whose picture is this? The dog’s? After all, he’s on it. But hey, I’m on it, too! At least, my left leg is. And the picture was taken with my (old) camera. So let’s summarize: my dog, my leg, my camera, my daughter. Yes, Cora took it, and did a very fine job, I think: Nobody has captured my leg better.

© Cora, reproduced with her permission.

Chencho in Castrocaro

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Wed, 07 Sep 2016 07:32:41 +0000

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For a dog, it’s hard to prove that you’ve been somewhere if photos only show you sitting or lying between your people’s feet. So it’s good that the background features the famous baptistery of Castrocaro (which appears to be open once a year, and of course not while we were there).

Sorry for the poor technical quality of this picture: I took it with my mobile phone which isn’t exactly state-of-the-art (and, for me, generally a low-priority item).

Chencho in Beuerberg

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 07 Aug 2016 16:39:03 +0000

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It’s no fun being harassed by a photographer, but what can a poor dog do?

Evening Walk

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 26 Jun 2011 19:15:16 +0000

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It’s no secret: Robbie likes to take something from his walks –a twig, a fir cone–, but I have never before seen him this ambitious...
The branch was about three meters long. Robbie tried really hard, but had to give up in the end.

Robbie

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Wed, 04 Mar 2009 16:44:59 +0000

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It is rather strange to see someone climbing over a fence. It is even stranger to see him preparing for that feat by taking a photograph.

Dachshund

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 12:50:38 +0000

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On my desk is a letter opener out of rarely polished silver. It was a gift from my brother and sister-in-law, and bears the inscription “K 25”, so it’s likely to commemorate something.

Sentimental Journey

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 12:57:46 +0000

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Robbie in Neuburg/Donau. He used to live here before we got him, which was the main reason for us not to visit that town. If we do, dogs must have their traumas too, we thought. After more than seven years, the time was ripe to break the spell. We observed him closely: Would he recognize anything? Sometimes, it seemed he did, and sometimes not... Anyway, we’re fairly certain that he doesn’t need therapy.

Not an oistrich

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 10:15:01 +0000

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They say oistriches hide their heads in the sand in case of imminent danger... That may be something for oistriches, not for a fearless dachshund.

However, during many a winter, experience has taught Robbie that the most interesting things can be found under the snow. It’s about 4-6 inches thick, and still comfortable for him. With more snow, he has to move by jumping, which he can’t keep up for long.

Waiting in Trier

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 14:34:17 +0000

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For taking pictures, some photographers may rely on inspiration –I rely on boredom.

Robbie making friends in Ferrara

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sat, 08 Sep 2007 17:39:48 +0000

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There’s no reason to believe that Robbie recognized the oversize portrayal, but he definitely smelled the pet shop behind it.

Robbie making friends in Trier

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Sat, 08 Sep 2007 17:38:12 +0000

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“Move, if you’re real!”

Wieskirche near Steingaden

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Fri, 10 Aug 2007 06:45:01 +0000

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While Robbie was held by this unknown young lady, an anonymous gentleman was trying to take a picture of him. Well, that’s not as easy as it may seem to the profane and inexperienced...

Wessobrunn - Inside the “Römerturm”

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Thu, 09 Aug 2007 10:32:01 +0000

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The “Römerturm” must be the oldest part of the convent. You can’t get far inside, but even at the door opening the temperature was more agreeable than under the burning sun.

Robbie following a trail

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 03:16:01 +0000

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Probably as close as I’ll ever get to an action shot...

Robbie

nobody@ipernity.com (Kees) — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 03:05:52 +0000

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Look at him being proud of the three (!) fir cones he’s found...
When nothing serious happens during the last part of our walk (such as a cat or a canine enemy) he’ll bring them home and add them to his very large fir cone collection.