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December 27, 2012

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Felicia H

Aw, I remember when I was 17 and visiting Norway for the first time by myself. The only 2 times I ate in a actual restaurant I was with my parents' cousin and he had his almost 2 yr old wire haired german pointer with him. Her name was Busy and she was very well behaved. I actually enjoyed having the dog with us much more than I did the food. Leif, the cousin, said I needed to be abandoned in Europe for a year to learn how to eat. Obviously that never happened. I also was fascinated with a black poodle who went to church with his owner when we lived in the Netherlands. Great memories.

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