When we first got Drake, he was bizarrely and emphatically opposed to getting wet. If he stepped in a puddle, he'd jump into the air. If it was raining, he'd slap his but down on the porch and refuse to step out into it, even if it meant holding his pee for hours. He never had an accident, but he never let himself get pulled out into the rain, either.
He's slowly gotten better. He will now walk in mist, and he doesn't jump into the air when he gets a paw wet.
Well, about 10 days ago, there was a breakthrough. Drake learned to swim. We were at an off leash dog park, and some of the impromptu pack were chasing one another along the shore. Drake followed.
One of the other humans there threw a ball for her dog. The dog swam out to get it. And Drake followed.
The dog came back, and someone else threw the ball a long, long way. The dog swam out after it. And Drake followed…until the dog decided the ball was too far away and turned around. The dog swam back to shore, and Drake lurched on. He wasn't good at swimming, and he was splashing in every direction. I got ready to swim after him, but he got the ball, motored around, and wheezed his way back to shore. It may be the first time a pit bull has ever out swum a lab. It was more stubbornness than sense, but it was impressive.
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