Sunday 10 April 2011

Our local pond...

This is our local pond - it's a very nice pond. It has ducks and fish and is the focus of much attention at the weekends by local families for the traditional activity of feeding the ducks. So much so, that if you come down later in the day, the ducks are so stuffed they can barely waddle in your direction.

Our village pond
The sign in the middle says "Private, No Fishing"- fortunately it doesn't say "No Swimming" ....

We walk the dogs past the pond at least twice a day on the way to check the horses. The previous two and half months have all been relatively uneventful with Enya walking past the pond ... dum, dum .... dum, dum .... dum, dum, dum, dum ["Jaws" theme].

A dog on the edge
As we walked past last night she was sniffing at the edge of the pond as usual ... I looked away for a second and there was a splash and I looked back and there was a small tri-colour head swimming in the pond. What makes this really amusing was that I was on the phone to her breeder at the time giving her an update on puppy progress. I can't remember exactly what I said, but it was along the lines of "Oh good grief, she's fallen in the pond". Fortunately Heather is very understanding and just said that she'd leave me to fish the wayward pup out of the drink.

Actually it turns out she swims very well and even hauled herself out at the edge without any help from the handler. I don't know who was more surprised :-)

A dripping puppy - but the head is dry
Result: a damp but completely unflustered puppy who has knotched up another life experience. She certainly hasn't put herself off water judging by the way she went frolicing through the water in the stream on today's walk.




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