Chasing the dog
and been writing on my thesis, I had a small break when my mum suddenly
came inside (she was outside cutting the fur of our dog - a Bichon Frisé) and
told us we need to come and help her fetch the dog. Because during the
cutting-session he had been watching a crane that were on the field and he didn't
really like it. So suddenly he just ran after the crane and chased it, and we ran after
for approximately 1/2 km.
When we finally got him, he was so happy that we also chased the crane...
(at least that's what it seemed like he thought)