Wet Dog

We went to Wolfe's Pond today for a much-needed dose of the wild. Marge was only 100% comfortable on the wooded trails and NOT where there were lots of people and kids and noises, but since I have not yet heard back from my vet (hopefully tomorrow morning) there is no use in belaboring the issue.

Marge has slowly been getting more comfortable with water. Though she refuses to go in the ocean, she will willingly cross very shallow streams and such and will go deeper as long as there are treats.

We were walking along the pond and I decided to throw a treat it for Marge to go out and get. I'm always concerned about Marge swallowing too much water when she wades because she likes to stick her nose in and blow bubbles, but this spot wasn't particularly algae-ridden or anything. I did it a few times only a few feet from shore, and then tossed one a bit father in.

Marge must have either forgot for the moment that she was running into a pond, or simply didn't know that the pond would drop off. So I threw it in, and BAM! She went off running, like I have never seen her do in water. Once she was outfar enough that the bottom dropped off, she kind of did a faceplant into the water, got herself completely soaked, and stood there for a couple of seconds in what seemed like total disbelief. Unfortunately, it was not caught on camera. This is how she looked immediately after, though:


Thankfully, it didn't bother her too much, because we played the treat-in-pond game a few more times after that and she didn't mind at all. After that, she zoomed up and down the shore rather blissfully. She won't go in so far that her feet don't touch the bottom, but I'm thinking that one day I'll just go in with her and convince her that it's fun to actually swim.