Tour de Jack
Well fortunately today was a rest day at the Tour de Jack, so the tall guy took me up to the lake so I could 'wet my whistle'. I have no idea what that means, except when he whistles I'm supposed to come running. Like I don't have anything better to do. Anyway, I got to play in the water for a long time and even got to put my head under the water to find some sticks. We didn't see any ducks this time, but there were a couple of other dogs including a German Shepherd who was not happy that I got to go swimming and he didn't. It was so much fun and the tall guy even let me stink all the way home before he beat me with the towel, er.... dried me off with the towel. So now I'll be all rested up and ready to go tomorrow!
I do not know how I learned to swim. I think it is like puppy magic or something because I did not know how to swim before I was born. Still, the tall guy did not let me off my string, so I didn't get to swim very far. I showed him the pictures of puppies who get to run and jump off the rocks into the water, but he said I would scare the fish away and then all the people who were fishing would get mad at him and yell at him and make him feel like yesterday's pizza. (I don't think he understands the concept of analogies yet, but we're working on it.) We still had a very good time. Several people told the tall guy that it was pretty neat that I got to go swimming. I have to say that I agree!!