Schlaraffenland or just another crazy day?

Today Radio went to see his friend Flo in Regents Park, a far far way from Victoria Park in Hackney. Then, as expected in a posh part of town, food rained from the sky: a nearly dead pigeon fell from a tree right in front of us (Yuk). Without warning, 2 years of training him to ignore the feathered creatures of London's parks gone in a split second: Radio grabs pigeon and kills it. One could call it mercy killing (or food grabbing) since the pigeon was nearly dead (hence food), else it would not have fallen from the tree the way it did. But a passing lady started to cry 'save the pigeon from that dog', at which point Radio duly let go of the pigeon and sat and looked at her sheepishly. Needless to say, lady was mortified and for the pigeon it was too late. Schlaraffenland was too good to be true.

And then, just before we were about to go home on the tube, Radio had even more fun when he found the most atrocious smelling poo and rolled in it, which demanded immediate action, i.e. a swim in a freezing pond. This time passers bye had no need to cry, instead they thought Radio brave to retrieve sticks from a pond in this weather and cheered him on (but well, smell stayed, which was amplified by the warmth in the tube, and we blamed it on Flo because she had some mud on her - it worked).