
An earlier than usual morning walk, too early for the expected deerflies. At Lac Champagneur the last road is very rough and hilly (too steep for the town to take over), so Loki gets to run off leash there and also in the woods. It is a joy to see him fly, but no matter how fast he goes, he knows where I am at all times. He is the most tuned-in and playful dog ever, and I’ve had many wonderful dogs.
