"Yes, hello, I am Horst. It is very nice to meet you Mr Mews. Do come in, yes, into the kitchen-I have to check on the spatzle-the wurst is almost done. Would you care for a glass of Gerwurtztraminer while we wait? I'm so glad you were able to respond to my invitation." Mews nods and slowly enters the kitchen. "Please do have a seat Mews. Yes, right there, that's fine. Go ahead, I don't bite."
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see Mr Mews - doggies aren't so bad ... ;)
ReplyDeleteWe suppose there's nothing wrong with an inter-species meal...as long as it's, you know, not an inter-species MEAL.
ReplyDeleteUm...Mr. Mews...you might wish to keep an alert eye as to the happenings. Tell Horst hello from the rest of us, he'll know he was taken note of.
ReplyDeleteNice vest Horst is wearing, I must say.
A keen eye indeed. I made it home safely this time. I have to say I've never had such plump and juicy bratwurst.
ReplyDeleteHorst seems to be a doggie of some refinement!
ReplyDeleteHorst looks a lot like my friend, Twinkie. It looks like he got dressed for the occasion.
ReplyDeleteDad tried to give me sausage one time. (Yucky)
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ME loves woofies!!!
ReplyDeleteHorst is quite the fancy gentleman...a friend well-suited for Mr. Mews!
ReplyDeleteHorst sounds like a very polite and cultured woofie - maybe he's not so bad after all!
ReplyDeleteOh dear, a canine neighbor. Do be careful. We hope he doesnt bark at night...
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