As fish retrievers, swimming
is in our blood. On Sunday our humans
went to eat human kibble with their friends at a kennel with a hole in the
ground with water, so you can imagine our excitement when we were told that not
only were we allowed to swim, but one of the humans that lived there threw
yellow fluffy balls into the water for us to fetch.
I have to admit to being a
little rusty as I haven’t been swimming since my first lesson last year. It took a little time for me to get the hang
of it, but Talisker’s a good swimmer and gave me some pointers, like use all
four feet to paddle and most useful of all, use your tail to steer. I didn’t learn that last year, but man does it
make the whole swimming thing easier. Eventually
Talisker told me it was time to get out of the water and go and check out the
human kibble. I was enjoying myself too
much and kept going until Daddy spoiled all my fun and made me join Talisker
under the table.
When we got back to our kennel
I was exhausted and went straight to bed.
That’s why they call it “dog tired.” The problem happened when I woke up. I’m always happy to see our humans in the
morning and wag my tail enthusiastically to show how much I love them, but it
wouldn’t stand up and wag. Do you have
any idea how frustrating that is?
Talisker told me it was my own fault because I didn’t get out of the
water when he told me to so had worn my tail out. The worst bit is that when we had to sit
before eating our breakfast, my tail hurt.
Mummy was really mean all day, calling me “Mr Droopy Tail” and Daddy said
they should give me one of the little blue treats that humans eat when their
tails don’t stand up.
Finally Mummy took pity on me
and spoke with our Doctor on the talking box who advised giving me one of the
treats that Talisker gets when his leg hurts.
I’ve always wondered why he’s so happy when he gets those things and now
I understand. Everything outside the
front of our kennel looked much less threatening and didn’t seem to need barking
at and the best part of all, my tail stopped hurting and I got my wag back.
Tobermory
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