Last august, i guess on a monday night. I was spending my last two weeks in Berlin, by some friends living in the city centre. That night I go down by myself having a stroll. I went to a park and after awhile I walked back. It was a balmy night, the main street was quiete, very few car passing by,you could almost hear mosquito's buzz around the light pillars. At a certain point, crossing the street (on the left are a couple of building under reconstruction and a fenced -full of lousy rubbish- yardside;there are a couple of holes in the fence) I notice a dog is walking behind me on the pavement. So I turn my head and I quietly think "well, big dog"..then I take a better look at him and I got a kind of frighten: "what the hell..!?" I just couldn't realize what was wrong with that dog..his pace was quite fast even though he doesn't show any rush. he changes direction taking the crossing street on the left.He's really skiiny and visibly hungry, long legs, a skinny really wide jaw/mouth, edgy ears and a long figure. I can't figure it out, I never saw such a dog..the matter is that his face wasn't a dog face at all.It was more like a dingo or something similar.So I say myself I should smoke less grass and decide to follow him to look again. Walking by cars I'm quite frightend he could just dash off behind a car;I also wait other people would aware of it, but the are only 2 pedestrians crossing the street; I can't find him, finally I see him crossing the street in my direction. Even from a quite long distance he doesn't look as a dog..he's far too big, with that unsual rapid pace, and that face...I can't properly describe 'cause I never saw such an animal.He comes closer, I keep steady and he stops, staring at me for a few seconds..he's scary, dark brown, skinny, hungry and his eyes communicate rage...so he turns himslef away and after a little while he goes back into the yard. Looking at the animal and at the hideuos yard the feeling I got is the beast was just a result of it.. p.s. I wished I had had a camera with me
sounds like a starving/neglected Irish Wolfhound to me. Maybe you should have called their authorities for stray or abused animals instead of pondering the Hound of the Baskervilles. Poor dog.
