Popeye the Noble Steed

Happy Sunday!

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Baby Popeye

I got dog-punched in the face (I guess I deserved it.)

Toasty

Popeye 2

Yup. Thanks to Popeye I've definitely lost some weight. Hooray!

Dog Day Afternoon

Ahh...holidays!

Pops (Part 1 of probably many)

So mischievous...but those cute beady eyes...

Crazy Week

I know I'm only making excuses for the lack of comics, but this has been a killer week! Looking forward to going to bed extra early tonight to catch up on some sleep...!

Pre-bedtime Read

Our Internet was down last night...but here's the comic from yesterday! And yes, G actually does say "Sleepy sleep time".

Möpse

And the stupid words are the ones you never forget.

A sausage dog from what...?

I love our sassy cashiers!!

The Ultimate Distraction

...and for a split second, all is all right in the world.

Adorable Classmate

Pretty amazing how well-behaved he is!

Dogs make everything better

Man. Dogs are really something.

Just to impress you

My scheme to get G to love dogs is has begun infiltrating his dreams.

Fuzzy

Slightly disappointing.

Canine Feelings

Mixed feelings? Or maybe they don't care.

Not for Everyone

Contrary to most Germans, G is not a fan of dogs...

The Gap

Happy Sunday! G's birthday celebrations have come to an end with a lovely post-birthday brunch at his parents' place. Afterwards I went running for the first time in 10 days, and while it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, it was a little bit hard.

Anyway, here's a stereotype that I've found to be relatively justified here in Germany: the Germans love their dogs. Well, okay, so G really doesn't like them (The last time I told him to come pet a French bulldog, he literally just touched it twice awkwardly with three fingers.), but I assure you that from the number of dogs out on the street everyday, I can tell you that the population of dog-lovers in Germany (or in Berlin at least) is enormous. And what I love most about these dog-human combos is the gap between the human and the dog. I mean, yes, you do see bad-ass punk guys with giant rottweilers and old ladies with toy poodles and sporty-looking joggers with sleek greyhounds. But once in a while you run into a bad-ass-looking dude with a fluffy little shih-tzu, and it just makes your day.