It could be the heat, it could be newfound love, but we couldn't drag Pappy out of the kiddie pool at the dog park this morning-- except to chase a tennis ball.
Last weekend we spent the afternoon by a pool with the Papster, and he was pretty nervous around the water. His ball would fall in, and he'd paw at it trying to get it out. Finally he started wading in on the steps to retreive his beloved toy. If you held the ball underwater, he'd even go dunking for it. Sadly, Pappy's unconventional good looks don't really hold up when he's sodden.
3 years ago