Michael Phelps Who?

Inspired by the absolutely amazing Michael Phelps and his 8 gold medals, today I decided was going to be the day that I actually SWIM.  You’ll remember that last time I went into the river I only waded up until my beard.  Today I’m gonna go ALL THE WAY…

Ok, maybe not right away…

Wait a minute dad, did I say I was going to swim today?  Uh, I think I meant something else…  oh well, HERE WE GO…

The Sandy River isn’t that deep here which is FANTASTIC – it made me feel like I was swimming well before I actually was.

Can you see me here? I’M SWIMMING!!!

Totally wet, totally swimming.  Woo-hoo!

And even better, there are STICKS in this river – why didn’t anyone tell me this sooner? – and since it’s really hot outside today, I’m LOVIN’ this…

There were lots of people who had the same idea that I did about swimming today, and lots of other doggies.  There was even a human in a kayak who got a little too close for comfort…

This is me splashing him as he went by… he was really moving fast, but I think he got the idea that I wasn’t pleased by all of my fuzzy splashing.

Notice my technique here – paws straight out, nose up, stick in mouth.

Then… SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE

And of course then I had to pee on the sand castle that two little girls were building while I was swimming.  Just to show ’em that I’M THE MAN…

Oh yeah.  Wet, muddy, AND sandy beard… whaddaya think ladies?

I’m feeling very rugged individualist here.

A final parting beard shot…

Ah, yet another thing that I have conquered.  Just like Michael.  I’m feeling good, but I’m also feeling thirsty.

EXACTLY what I was thinking… a quick visit to the Lucky Lab for some brewskis.

Please… NO AUTOGRAPHS…

Love,

Bogart