We put Kirra in Åsa's bicycle basket and headed out to Haga park. Our plan was to just chill out on a blanket but the fuzzy one got into some sort of extreme hyper mode. It seems that basket was a time machine – she reverted to a puppy. Either that, or she was just sooo happy to be alive after that scary but exhilarating experience that she got a intense life high. Long story short. I did definitely not get to lay down, I had to play non stop for an hour and a half. Now she's completely zonked out though.