When I adopted my cat, he had spent the first months of his life as a foster kitten in a house full of dogs. 3 years later, and he still barks. Just wanted to show everyone this
Never have I received more respect for being an academic, let alone a historian, than from the döner seller in Berlin today. He did insist on choosing the meat and toppings for me – "you are a doctor of academics, but I am a doctor of döner" – but I felt as if it were 1880 again.