It's a perfect week for stay-cation, lovely summer days, and yay! finally some rain last night. We had our neighbors Ed and Angie over for dinner last night and while sitting outside watching the fireflies darting around us we all agreed that we live in a perfect place.
Staying home is not entirely voluntary, though: Max, our Viszla, is north of 13 (very old for a large dog) and he suffers from doggie dementia and therefore is pretty much incontinent. We are lucky to have a tiled sunroom, so -while no fun- cleaning is fairly easy. Max still loves to go for runs, and seems cheerful, so as long as he is happy we'll just adapt.
Being home gives me more bonding time with Remy, and our daily trailrides are fun. The partnership is still a work in progress, and hopefully we will soon get to where any outside influences no longer rattle us. Until then - no competitions. I had asked Judy if she wanted to show Remy in some 3rd level classes and was initially pretty much taken aback by her firm rebuke. "What, he is not good enough for you??" immediately crossed my mind. But then Judy explained that while I am doing all the riding it would not be fair to Remy to switch. She softened the (perceived) blow by saying I have him going really well and that he trusts me more. Ok then, fair enough.
Speaking of fair: JP didn't need cookies after the soccer game yesterday, but I had a piece of Josef's Frucht-Torte: The better team won - and JP also had a chunk of Torte anyway. (And really, the guy that scored both goals for France has a German last name, so there, everyone wins!).
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