For the past two weeks, Heather and I have taken our dogs down to Marott Park to let them go swimming in White River.
I wasn't sure that Joe would go in because we'd never taken him anywhere with water. He was a little hesitant at first, but Heather's dogs went right in. You could see the thought process in Joe's mind - he stood at the edge of the water, staring at Hermoine and Ripley plowing through the creek, and he just made up his mind and went for it.
Last week I brought along some tennis balls. We lost one quickly in the river portion as the current is decent, and Joe didn't get the concept at first (well, and Mom's a dingaling and threw it downstream). I started throwing it upstream and Joe LOVED it.
I'm pretty sure he's smiling.
We're going to take Ellie too when Aaron's knee is a bit better and see if she'll go in. I'm betting no, but I've been surprised before.
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