They insisted on sticking to the middle/far side of the pond, so I wasn't able to get the best photos in the world, but decent enough:
Also hanging out on the pond were some Northern Shovelers:
As usual, Truman found birds supremely boring.
He was much more excited by the arrival later that day of his new stroller. Here he is in the old stroller:
It was ten years old, and the mechanism that allows it to fold up had broken, so while still usable, it was a bit of a pain to haul in and out of the hatchback. So I found a new one online that got five-star reviews across the board, and it is ever so spiffy:
Super easy to assemble, sturdy construction, and the mesh that you can use to completely enclose the Hound is not all torn up as the old one was:
Plenty of storage underneath, and a cup holder on top -- this stroller is a keeper!