Saturday, May 21, 2011

Murphy's First Swim

Like any good mother, I have to share all of the "firsts" of my child's life.  Well, at the ripe young age of 35 (5 if you count in dog years...but who does that?), Murphy had his first swim.  Why have I not exposed my beloved hound to the joys of swimming before now, you might ask?  Just take a look at the stream of photos to follow, and you will understand.

 Murphy, innocently taking a drink of the seaweed-filled water.
 Murphy, viciously being drug towards the water.
 Murphy, airborne seconds after being tossed toward the water.
 Murphy, sinking.
 Murphy, figuring this swimming thing out and making his way to shore.
 Murphy, plotting his revenge.
Murphy, sensing a moment of weakness and making a run for it.

What follows: A 20 minute chase around our neighborhood with Eric searching by car and brother-in-law Adam and I searching by foot.  Adam stayed on his trail the whole time, and eventually caught him with the assistance of another dog on the other side of the neighborhood.
Lesson to be learned: Murphy, while he may look innocent as he is being tossed in the pond, is always looking for a way to escape.  Don't let him off leash at anytime, not even to swim.


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