In the 1900s an English town had fallen on really hard times. For decades its primary industry had been its textile mills, but now the mills were all closed and unemployment was at an all-time high.
Desperate, the town's mayor looked frantically around for other
industries to bring to his town. He found that there was a man in
Germany who waslooking for someone to take over his thriving hunting dog
breeding business. The man had made a fortune raising the animals and
was not willing to unload it for a fraction of its value, so that he
The mayor used his influence to have the mills converted to
kennels and all of the dogs transported to his town. Employment
skyrocketed and the town prospered. Everyone was happy, even though,
sometimes--especially on the nights with a full moon--the animals got a
little noisy, keeping some residents awake.
But, even these unfortunate few learned to sigh and say, "The mills are alive with the hounds of Munich".