Another post in my continuing “Days of Yore” series, catching up on long-overdue photos of Truman’s final days as a puppy-in-training….
August 3, 2008 — Dog Days of Summer
Wolf and I took Truman up to Fresno to visit my parents one last time before turn-in. Fresno in August is…hot. Fortunately, my folks have a swimming pool. It takes quite a bit to wear Truman out, but this did the trick. The problem with swimming with him is that there’s no swimming WITH him. Truman always has to “save” his humans, which can be painful unless you swim faster than he does (which, sadly, I do not). So it’s best to distract him with a toy to fetch.
Are you sure you’re not talking about my Abby? She must be Truman’s swimming twin.