That's what the lady said in the coffee shop in Augsburg.
How nice of her to recognise my bravery, I thought, although in all honesty I didn't think I was being so very courageous, just sitting there beside Gail in a quiet corner as she drank her tea while we waited for the train to Buchloe.
But then Gail reminded me that 'brav' in German is a 'false friend' and translates in English to 'good' or 'well-behaved'.
Which of course I always am!
I'm delighted to report that we finally arrived in Buchloe late yesterday afternoon, and will now spend the next week enjoying the company of true friends.
I'm also delighted to report that the sun came out before we left Mainz and Gail and I had a lovely walk around the Altstadt. We admired the Romanesque architecture of the 1000 year old cathedral, built from beautiful red Triassic sandstone. (Buntsandstein to you geologists out there!)
PS I am not sure if a Dalmatian would be delighted to learn that in Mainz his breed is being used to help sell ladies underwear...
Hi, I'm Bertie, a wire-haired fox terrier pup. I live with Gail in Aberdeen, Scotland. An old Westie called Hamish used to live here but he died on 18th February 2010 (exactly the same day I was born). People tell me that he used to have a blog and that I have big pawprints to fill. That's a bit too much responsibility for a very young puppy - and anyway, I intend to make my own mark!
(Gail says that Hamish could certainly have taught me a thing or two about marking stuff....)