We spent my first Christmas in Dusseldorf. That was my first trip abroad.
It was a long journey – taxi from home to Liverpool Street station, train to Harwich and then an overnight ferry to Hoek van Holland.
I didn’t like that I was put in a crate in the kennel with a few other dogs. They barked, I barked and then we finally settled down for the night.
The next morning I couldn’t wait to get off the ferry as I desperately needed to release myself. I couldn’t hold it very long so I actually did it on the ramp leaving the ferry. Oops!
After we were ashore, we still had to catch three trains – to Rotterdam, to Utrecht before we arrived in Dusseldorf and another taxi ride before we reached the Seebergers house. 16 hours journey door-to-door.
At the Seebergers, I met a Parson Russell Terrier called Luna. We started playing at once!
Until we were both knackered!
We played and we played and we played – ran about in the garden, jumped over water feature and lying on the flowerbed much to the horror of my hosts. Luna and I loved kissing each other.
I also experienced my first snowfall.
