"Show me your belly, bitch", the dog growled.
I hadn't expected that kind of language from him.
I ran into him on the shore of Lake Zuidlaren.
It was a young dog. Slightly overweight. Big jaws. Big attitude.
"Can you run?", I asked him.
"Of course", he said, "of course I can run".
"Show me", I said, and I headed for the water.
He tried to follow me but he was slow. I made a full circle around him.
He looked frustrated. Then I did a close runbye.
He was drooling and panting. He gave up.

"What was that you said about my belly..?", I asked him.

Have a fine Tuesday everybody!
-Anna