In the park we met a complete raccoon family, almost completely tame. In the road I saw a man walking his huge great Dane. The dog wearing dog shoes. Afraid of dirty feet? I found this ridiculous in a city. I asked for the name of the shoes. Ruff Wear the boss answered and this was acknowledged by a loud growning at me of the dog. I still want to order those for my dog Joep, because the day after a long walk his front leg – the one where his misses a toe – is always bothering him. So after 7500 km it will for sure. O yes, you’re very nasty with animals, somebody home had said. Many people don’t like my idea of the ponyanddogtrip, but Vancouver helped me choose Ruff shoes.
Harrie Huijben pony en hond
