So I had this idea about what it was like to be Paul in Munich...
He seems to be enjoying it so much. He sleeps through the night, eats his fill of pretzels and kinder chocolate, and gets to roam around our little apartment basically freely. Life seems to be good.Nevertheless, Paul's attitude is great and he's enjoying the family time I'm sure of it. :) Also, I've never seen him so well-behaved as on the U-Bahn. Maybe the movement of it keeps him happy. But I do feel bad for all the legs he has to see, it's not easy being surrounded by a forest of pants.
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