When the dog's away...

For the last two weeks the snow in our garden has been thoroughly filled with dog tracks, as Rusty ran around chasing sticks, lumps of ice, snowballs, or sometimes juicy scents only available to dog noses.
Now he has returned to Umeå and suddenly the garden is covered in roe deer tracks - is it coincidence or do they know he's gone?
This evening it was FilmStudio again, and we saw a beautiful Indian film called Sir. There was a very good review in The Guardian by Peter Bradshaw, though I thought his 3 of 5 stars a little harsh. I'd give it 4/5 and say it is definitely a film worth seeing.