I wish Djeili would appreciate these walks we do again. It could have been so nice, but there were cows with dangling cow-bells on the meadows, and there were hunters somewhere, shooting. Her tail was in between tucked in so much, that it touched her belly. 

When it's like that, I also can't appreciate the walks. 

I have cancelled our dog club duties of patrolling the tents of the annual horse races at night on Saturday. She wouldn't bark or anything anyway.