Since 2009 the event singing, sounding Sonnenallee , which always took place in late September, no more. Quietly and without much public uproar, it was abolished, but well, was really not that great, as the name promised, except for a frischgetrimmten king poodle I 2001 there photographed and the purchase of two belts, one for my father, the other for me, that was many years ago, I remember nothing about the writing I could.
recently as September of this year I noticed that the singing sounding Sonnenallee is gone. It was as the following incident occurred:
The lights sprang up in red and the old man beat her in the middle of the street like a madman with his walking stick on his dog one. I pulled my shoulders to my chin. The man kicked the dog now. The dog yelped. Stop on the center island. The dog whimpered, the man shouted. Two Turkish girls saw the scene, said one: you can not beat their dog. The man, who had been bowed down to the dog to give him the necklace back to mutualise - the dog had broken loose, I saw only now - said to the girl: Shut up
. The girls looked at each other ... she giggled, embarrassed. A cyclist who waited with us wrung their hands around the handlebar. I plucked up courage and said: You should not hit your dog, because if he's afraid of you, he will break loose again. Shut up, he said. Well, what I had to rumklugscheissern so the poor man, was sure the dog is the only thing left to him, and he has responded to panic about his possible loss Sun
He trembled as he the animal's collar back flips. The animal also. I felt sorry. The dog also. What a sad sight. I was in tears and I asked if the dog was his one and all. Shut up, he said, and even haute Once the dog.
