In Switzerland, I would go simply everywhere with Cali. In rare cases, she would wait for me in the car, or tied up in front of the library. I took her in restaurants, went shopping for clothes with her, and she was even accepted in two of my university classes.
In England, you aren’t expected to go into town with your dog. The only ones around are those which inevitably accompany marginal people. I understood this yesterday when we went out for a walk/shop/coffee in Birmingham New Street.
We were asked to take her out of the coffee shop we had sat in, after our drinks had arrived. We were asked to take her out of the shopping mall, after we had been in there for an hour. No where did I see a sign forbidding dogs – I really had to look for it. Dogs aren’t allowed loose in the park. They aren’t really supposed to be on the university grounds, either.
Switzerland must be dog-owner’s paradise.
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- Holidays [en] (2003)
- End of Orange [en] (2000)
- Swiss Culture Shock [en] (2002)
- News [en] (2002)
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- Body Shop Tobacco Flower Scent [en] (2004)
- Appreciating India: From Yamunotri to Pune [en] (2000)
- Birmingham et Leeds: faire son shopping anglais ailleurs qu'à Londres [en] (2009)
- Life without Cali [en] (2001)