The fear that our shepherd has had of water had previously bordered on psychotic. Just splashing some water on her feet after a run in the mud caused her to emit cries and screems that would rival the best horror movies ever produced. She was so over the top that we had to stop after washing just one foot for fear of causing her to have a heart attack. Gradually she has gotten better with this, to the point where I was able to rinse her off with a rag and she managed to hold her emotions to a nervous full body tremble.
So yesterday at the bay was a really big breakthrough for her in doggie water acceptance.
First Patton, the master, shows her how it's done.
"harummpf, dang kids! Alright, let me show you how it's done"
Then, with a little coaxing, she makes the move.
"Come on, you can do it. Here, let me help you back to shore"
Now she's all in.
"Oboy, Oboy! This is fun. What have I been missing! Splash, grunt, wheeze.."
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