One beautiful springmorning ten Groenendaels decided to take a walk on the wild side. We humans followed them to the deep woods. Dogs run around crazily and stopped for a small "fight" now and then.
We watched their muscles work like springs. We saw the enormous smoothnes of turns and jumps. The woods seemed to integrate those lovely animals between bushes and trunks. Some barkin was heard but those black bodies moved usually like silent flashes between trees.
Oh those Groenendaels :-)
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