# A dog's breakfast

This week we had a two-day workshop. The location was just an hour
away, so I only needed a single night to stay in the hotel. It was
great though, the workshop was held in a castle that was also a hotel.
We however stayed overnight not on the castle grounds, but in the
guest house. For a single night it was OK.

In the morning of the second day we went to have breakfast and loaded
our plates. Back at our table a pug joined us and tried begging for
food. 'Bad luck, pal', I told him. After a while he left us and tried
the same at another table. The pug belonged to the hotel owners and I
saw him walking around, but I did not think that they also let him
into the restaurant. I do not really like having a dog around me when
I'm eating. At my grandma's house the animals were never allowed into
the house.

Even after the hotel manager noticed the pug around the restaurant
tables, he just said 'Ah, there's my dog' and let him continue begging
for food.

The workshop was great, we had a lot of fun.