tale 62 the brave Written by Rainer: rainer.lehrer@yahoo.com Learn languages (via Skype): Rainer: + 36 20 549 52 97 or + 36 20 334 79 74

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The Brave The little straw hair dachshund proudly runs next to the baby carriage. He has finally found his place again. After the child was born, he simply felt neglected, had even put on a few pounds because he was only led outside in front of the door for his business. In the past, his mistress had taken him out very often and for long walks and played with him. If she felt lonely or sad, she would take him to bed like a teddy bear. Then a young man came, actually quite agreeable, but only at first glance. At the beginning, he even played with him, always bringing him a fine chunk. However, when he moved in, everything changed. From then on, the youngster took over the role of the teddy bear. Of course, there was still a lot of walking, especially in the evenings, "how romantic", but nobody played with him anymore and he had to give up his place on the sofa in front of the television. The worst was the last weeks before and the first weeks after the birth of the new family member. For him, the dog, this was just an intruder; no dog was concerned with the dog anymore. Only the grandfather of the family was an exception, while the whole population was gathered around the crèche and made incomprehensible sounds, the old man sat in a corner and caressed the dog. They sat next to each other like a secret alliance, seeming to understand each other. However, at the suggestion that the grandfather should take the dog with him because they matched so well, the dog’s heart stopped short. After a three-month dry spell, the baby carriage was taken out and the dog for a walk again. It was just spring and he, the family dog, had been given the task of the guardian, the world seemed to be in order again. A real task for an entire dog. In the park, the distinguished guardian trotted up beside the carriage when a large dog on a leash suddenly showed its nose around the corner of the hedge. A short growl, followed by a huge bark from the little one, the big one, of course, did not have to be asked twice, rushed at him, the owner almost fell on his the nose, but was able to hold the big one back just before the collision with the little one. What a luck for the little one! The man's loud roar to calm his dog, the woman's shrill cries: "Hold your dog back!" The baby, who had been sleeping peacefully until then, had woken up and was now crying out of his head. The whole park looked in the direction from which the riot came. Everyone admired the brave little dog, whose voice drowned out everyone. Continue with tale 63!

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