I first met Old
Max on a photo class hike in the Grunewald, my second semester at Humboldt
University in Berlin. I had wandered away from the rest of my class, so focused
on short depth of field that I failed to keep track of where I was going, and
where I had been. I saw Schatzi first, actually. All that black fur bounding
toward me was a little alarming, but the biggest danger from her was being
bowled over and licked to death.
“Schatzi! Be
nice to your new friend,” I heard an old man’s voice calling. The black giant
gave me one last lick and bounded away. “There you are,” he greeted her as I trailed
after her. She leaned against the slender, old man who carried a big walking
stick in lieu of a cane. I didn’t realize he was blind until much later.
“She’s
beautiful,” I offered as I approached. He smiled and nodded, rubbing her head. “What
kind of dog is she?”
“A Leonberger.
Bred to look like lions,” he said with a laugh. She shook her head and it
rolled all the way down to her tail. “Did you find anything for me?” he asked
her.
Schatzi barked
and bounded back the way we had come. In a moment, she reappeared carrying a
small log the way smaller dogs would carry a stick. I wasn’t sure I could lift
it. She dropped it gently at Max’s feet,
and he knelt and felt it carefully from one end to the other. As he pulled up
his sleeves in the warm spring air, I saw the numbers on his forearm. I’d seen
several since I’d been in Germany, and it always gave me a shiver.
Max beamed and
petted Schatzi again. “Good girl. Good wood. This will make a fine lamp.” He
struggled to lift it, and I stepped in to help. The wood was lighter than I
expected, and I put it over my shoulder.
“Here, I can carry
it easily,” I offered, intrigued by the idea of using the wood in a lamp.
“My home is just
over there,” Max pointed with his staff. “If you don’t mind, I’d be glad to fix
a little lunch for you, if you have time.”
I heard a loneliness
in his voice, and though I thought I should be finding my classmates, I decided
to go with Max and Schatzi. I didn’t know then that was the first day of my new
family in Berlin…
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Intriguing. I love the dog descriptions!
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