I have known many a hound in life, some are friends some I know from business. I really miss Bella who is in the picture with me, she is buried under a pear tree in Katowice. I miss her fluff and the conversations we used to have. Back in Brooklyn I used to go out on adventures with Faitfull who is a Yorkshire Terrier who enjoys arguing with people, but my Grandmother said I was spending too much time with him now he tink he is people. I used to go to a club in Vršovice where I was well aquainted with čeziš who was the head of security, I think he is a cross of a German Shepherd and Doberman or maybe Malinois and he doesnt like it when people play darts after 10 oclock, anyone who plays darts after 10 has to get out according to čeziš, but i really do miss the days burying my face in Bellas fur. I can handle the smallest Yorkshire Terrier to even the most HENCH! rottweiler.