In Tartu. In the afternoon & evening our friend group hung out in the garden of one of said friends. In addition to three bunches of children of various ages, there was also a young, very friendly playful dog.

Ingrid was very hesitant to begin. She doesn’t like dogs jumping up on her, and she definitely doesn’t like them licking her and getting dog slobber on her face. Being young and fond of people, and frankly not very disciplined, of course this dog greeted us all by immediately jumping and licking all over us.

Neither Ingrid nor Adrian have much experience with dogs and don’t know what to expect, or how to read a dog’s mood. What if it bites? So it’s natural to be cautious around a large dog like this. But the others clearly had a lot of fun playing with the dog, so Ingrid hovered there indecisively, torn between wanting to play and not quite daring to. As the evening passed, she dared more and more.