Amsterdam the most liberal city on this earth, also very crowded, lots of new people, hey also lots of dogs to play with or so I thought. Day two in the city and my Pet Human takes me for a walk in the big park called the Vodelpark, I am on my best behavior, trying to get the leash of so I can have a good run around like I do at home on the 40 acres I have, first dog I meet and he tries to attack me, I could not see my Dad so I ran. I couldnít find my to Dad so I wandered on home, hey where was home, I had only been there twice before but I seemed to find my way to the door, having crossed a major road with trams and cars, so many of them. Oh dear, the door doesnít open when I sit nicely so I will have to wait and wait and wait. Then there comes Dad looking very worried, but very pleased to see me.
One lesson learned, not every dog wants to play. Oh and by the way when the little green man comes on itís safe to cross the road, except for the bikes, which donít seem to take any notice of traffic lights, here in Holland.
We now go for a walk in a different park where the humans and dogs are very friendly, but the traffic on the road between the house and the park is heavy and not everyone stops at the crossing. Must be very difficult for some of my Guide Dog (seeing eye) friends, you step on to the crossing and some cars just seem to increase speed.
There is one good thing in Holland I am allowed into Cafes and restaurants, and even off the lead, I also went on the trams itís easier than trying to find a parking spot when my Mum and Dad wanted to eat out.