Summer's back!

The dogs enjoyed playing at the river. And Rike tought me something today: I was talking to my mother on the phone, when Rike came up to me, looked at me, and started to behave quite ill. Like, life-threatening ill. I directly thought: Oh dear, what do I do? Rush to the vet? Have her stomach pumped, do resuscitation? How do I explain to Rike's family? etc. I put the phone down, said softly: Rike, then Rike smiled at me, jumped in the air, galloped around, and was back to her chirpy self. Well, what do you say? She clearly knows how to get attention and also that hanging on the phone is a bad thing and should be avoided.