Seriously... This photo was taken just last week after the our monthly urban conference, it was quite stunning.
The Host was Vasilli, lives by the cafe along 3rd avenue. He added so much humour at the event and we had some hilarious moments together.
Everyone went home with gift items like bones and can meals stolen from a cafe truck parked by a regular drunk driver.
My keeper had his night-shift at work so i took advantage to create some memorable moment.
What i did was invite two friends to make a stop-over at home.
Blade, the black Weiler with the bloody coloured strap. He is my long lost cousin, who is just a social figure. He has friends that could make 2 base-ball teams with half-remembered names and faces.
And then Trixie, she is a princess indeed, a coloured milky retriever. she is a bitch with a good heart. She wore the best smile on this photo sitting just right behind me.
You can also see good friends like Winnie, Dilla, Stain, Poddy, Sparks, Thatcher and Drago, who is the tallest among all of us (the light skinned Pinscher at the extreme right). The rest were just people i know.
Finally, my name is Ryno. I am the prince of Barkhaus. And just in case you need to know, it's my dark face you're seeing on the far right.
I really don't smile that much.
Reason is that, if you are raised in Barkhaus, you are not taught to smile that much.
Our 63 year old neighbour, Mr Strassberg was trying to impress me by giving us a photo.
He knows quite well we are never too nice guy to strangers. Besides, i was really scared, because my keeper would never find it funny when Mr Strassberg hands him the photograph.
My only wish is that you guys were able to join us.
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