Dogtraining was cancelled yesterday, so Sofie, Kincsem and I decided for a picnic instead, at our famous picnic spot – by the river, across the trees. Louie and Pushkin ran around each other, chasing birds (Pushkin) and eating Kincsem’s pasta salad (Louie) while we enjoyed the remains of the warm afternoon sun. As it got chilly in the shade, we decided to move camp and come back to our place for coffee. The dogs had a blast as usual, though Pushkin displayed a type of behaviour he hasn’t before (som sort of howling-grunting, which we can’t identify really) – then Kincsem went into action and marked his alpha-male status, which got him to stop sounding like an old gramophone mixed with a violin and trumpet. I managed to take some “precious Kodak moments” (true, with our digital Nikon camera):
