We finally went on holiday! And we went not to just any country, we went to pizza country! Italy. That’s nice. We are camping near the Garda lake, M tells me. We are on a pretty pitch:
There are lots of ducks here, but they don’t dare to come to our pitch so I can’t catch them. M and P have me on a leash here and these ducks are not stupid, alas. Anyway, I don’t mind it much, because one can eat other wonderful things here. Like pizza, of course! M and P ordered one of my favorites, pizza with prosciutto (that is Italian ham).
In the picture I just saw another dog approaching, I give him my special gaze thats tells him to back off. He got it, they always do. So the pizza was mine.