Swimming was a huge success as usual. The day was beautiful, clear skies, warm around 85° a bit windy though, which kept us from baking. AJ couldn’t wait to jump off the dock and will jump into the water, retrieve the drop, swim back and race to the end of the dock to do this over and over until he is totally exhausted. Happy and wiped out. Charlie won’t jump off the dock but wades out until he can’t touch anymore then gingerly steps out and starts tentatively swimming until he remembers, oh yeah, I can do this. He’ll retrieve the drop only if no other dog is close to him in the water. Strange dog, I know. Orso will get in the water, paddle around to cool off then stand on the end of the dock wistfully watching the boats go by hoping someone will come take him for a ride. He’s a gentlemen’s dog wishing for the good life.
Our friends dogs, Murphy a large German Shepherd, loves to swim just for the sake of swimming. He will paddle around in circles, back and forth enjoying the moment, just being in the water. Stella, a Belgian Malinois Chow mix loves jumping off the dock to retrieve a pink Frisbee. She’s also good at retrieving the wayward drop or Frisbee that one of the other dogs gives up on. We’ll just point at or throw a rock out where we want her to go and she’ll jump off and go get it just like a champ.
The afternoon is not just swimming though. Oh no, in between the dock diving and swimming, there is tag, keep away and MMA Style wrestling. Charlie is the usual instigator of keep away, he’ll come out of the water with a drop in tow and take off running begging everyone to give chase. Tail tucked, butt down and head up jinxing and jagging running around like a lunatic with three other dogs giving their best effort to run him down. If one of the other dogs catches up with him, then the chest bumping and neck chewing begins. Orso is the usual recipient of the neck chewing. A rousing game a tag follows neck chewing, Orso runs away and the other try to tag him and drag him down. Finally a cooling dip in the water rejuvenates the gang of hooligans. This is repeated about three or four times before the dogs are finally spent and ready to walk back home for a bath and dinner. Frosty pumpkin pops for dessert. Life doesn’t get much better than this. I wish my life was as simple.