Despite a less than auspicious start with Romanian dogs, the Malteaser and I made the rash decision to adopt one. But then, wouldn't you be tempted?
His name is Ferdinand, or Ferdi for short. Romanian history buffs will recognise the name as being that of one of the kings of their short lived dynesty. His being from Sinaia, it seemed appropriate.
The Malteaser and I found Ferdi and many other small dogs in a layby on the mountain road behind the historic castle. I'm not really sure who chose who, but he didn't put up much resistence. Funnily enough, neither did anyone else, as we whisked away a 4 week old pup, barely able to walk without falling over.
We're just hoping he gets a bit better with the potty training.
Within minutes of the kidnapping we met an interesting mother and baby combo. We were very excited about seeing them so close, evn if we were slightly afraid. We like to think of our little canine adoption as having saved him from the clutches of a big scary bear!
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I've just recently started reading your articles. I love the way you write! You're honest and witty. The story with the gypsy made me laugh. I'm glad I've come across your page because it gives me something to read that actually interests me. You see, I'm originally from Romania, but moved a long time ago. I stil consider Romania home, and I LOVE reading a non-romanian perspective of every-day romanian life. Keep it up, I really enjoy your work! :)
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