The Dog Blog of a Sharp Eagle (Shar Pei / Beagle) Mix
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Here's a distant view of the beach at Raccoon Lake where humans can lay by the water and go swimming. Dogs aren't allowed in the swimming area (no complaints here), but mom was told she could take me just past the roped off area to put me in the lake. I was given no choice in the matter. And promptly ran back out as soon as she dropped me in the water. But I have to admit it did feel really good to cool off after our long hike in the woods! I perked back up and started wagging my tail. But don't misunderstand... I'll still never willingly get myself all wet like that.
In fact, there was another beach along a trail that I walked right up to to get a drink... until the waves started coming in! That movement and noise drew me back away from the shoreline. No thanks. I want none of that.
Though, digging the sand was pretty fun. Notice all the sand on my nose. Mom kept wiping it off, but it just kept reappearing. No idea how that happened.
When we finally left the trails for the swings and play area (at my little cousin's request), we happened upon this startling sight...
Can you see who is swinging in this video?
Yeah. It's a dog. A funny, swing-loving dog. The owner said he "loves" it. I guess he might, since I'd be jumping out first chance I got. He just seems to be chilling.
Silly dogs. I'm too regal for that kind of behavior.