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Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome. Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome. Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome. Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome. Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome. Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome.

Cuteness overload! MSNBC has the deets on this suspiciously Boston terrier-y looking French Bulldog at an animal shelter in Germany who has ‘adopted’ 6 wild boar piglets. You’re welcome.

Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl). Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl). Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl). Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl). Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl). Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!
"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and  saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the  season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still  appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk  remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about  dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with  violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored  liquor until you puke.
For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out  of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall,  horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who  accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty  children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus  carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it  with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into  a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl).

Ahhhhh sweet Christmas traditions!

"Christmas is nearly upon us and, with all its commercialism and saccharine rituals, it’s all too easy to forget the true meaning of the season. Thankfully, the sanctity of this glorious holiday is still appreciated in parts of Germany and Austria where good, hardworking folk remember that Christmas isn’t merely about the gifts; it’s about dressing up like a cloven-hoofed demon, terrifying children with violent, demonic folklore and drinking 180-proof licorice-flavored liquor until you puke.

For centuries, our central European friends have scared the bejesus out of their children with tales of Krampus, a hairy, seven-foot-tall, horned fiend with a suggestive, Gene Simmons-esque tongue who accompanies Saint Nick on Christmas Eve to beat the hell out of naughty children with whips and branches from a birch tree. Like Santa, Krampus carries a satchel, but instead of filling it with presents, he stuffs it with children who have been especially bratty, before tossing them into a molten pit of flesh-charring destruction. Merry Christmas indeed.” (from The Awl).

Seats by WeissBlau Photography

This sunset photo taken at the ruins of the medieval Castle Neuhaus in Igersheim, Germany on November 12 is beautiful and amazing as sunspots are visible to the naked-eye.

  1. Camera: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
  2. Aperture: f/8
  3. Exposure: 1/160th
  4. Focal Length: 560mm