Teaching
an old dog new tricks part two! (What? Missed part one? Click on the J's label over left and catch
up!)
We left
off where Jade was tippy-toeing around the roaring
surf laplets of water at Newport Bay.
For really rather an adventurous dog, she was a total wimp when it came
to getting wet.
But
granny was determined that she should give it a go, so encouraged me to go in
at the deeper end….? How did that
happen…!... Oh yes, the logic was that Jade's love and fear for my safety would
over-ride her natural aversion to immersion.
Seemed like a good theory at the time.
"ahuh, cough,splutter,snort....blah!" |
Jade
wasn't having a bar of it though, despite my 'near drowning'. She was definitely worried. This was obvious from the knitted and
wrinkled brow, the sunken tail and the barking at granny to go do her
lifesaving bit. HAH, snigger, stick that
in yer stack and smoke it gran! But this
was only the third time Jade had come up against the blockade that was Mrs Mac.
Out came the tennis ball.
Oh no,
not the tennis ball!
Irresistible. Every dog has her price. Not every dog has a human granny as crafty
and wise as Jade's. First the ball got
dropped just in front - 3 inches into the maelstrom
2 inch wavelet. Gradually it got thrown
and then fully lobbed out in the general direction of myself.
My part
was to stay in the deep and keep calling.
It was comical to watch my red rover do her best to walk on water. The toes would get pointed and lifted as high
as canine joints would permit. If the
water touched her tummy, magical suspension caused her to rise taller. But
finally the ball was just too far in and that last attempt where all four legs
were lifted over her head, Jade experienced her first under-water snorkelling
gig. When she rose, like one of those
Olympic synchronised water dancers, she had the ball firmly clenched in her
jaw!
Not quite, but nearly - front paws pulled her shoreward! |
I put my
hand under her tummy and guided the somewhat panicked creature into the point
where she could touch ground. Granny
didn't let up - away went the ball again.
There was
the briefest look of "what the…?", but instinct took over and in she
came. This time she was right beside the
floating YAM - who had ownership of the ball.
Now what?!
….Oh did
I promise a conclusion? ;*>,,, sorry
m'dears, it's much to fun a story. Third
and final part (I promise) next Monday.
Meanwhile, pop over to say 'hi' to BOZO and maybe check out a few more
of my favourite animal blogs per the newly arranged listing over on the side
bar!
Don't
forget the latest edition of the Canine Chronicles either!
Very cunning plan by Granny there. Poor Jade, being tricked like that!
ReplyDeleteBertie is not at all in favour of venturing more than knee deep in water. How I tested his swimming skills is described in:
http://bouncingbertie.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/bertie-makes-splash.html
Cheers,
Gail.
Oh my goodness, look at all of us, your mother, and Bertie's Gail, and Lindy's daddy, all tricking the poor pooches into water where they don't want to be. Now to check out the Canine Chronicles.
ReplyDeleteK
A dog that doesn't like water well that's new most of them love it and love sitting on your lap when wet.
ReplyDeleteMerle.......
Finally! Our human managed to visit you. Somehow we couldn't earlier as we are not using Google Plus.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting us and leaving lovely comments.
Purrs! Our human loves India.
Hari OM
ReplyDeleteGail and Bertie - Now then, pot and kettle come to mind!! All good fun though, I am sure. Even the dogs know this, despite protests.
Kay - there could be a lesson it this somewhere...
Merle - HAH, refer response to Kay - it seems that like humans, there are those who do and those who don't. I am guessing your Angus is a water dog?
Chair and EJ - hello!!! Oh I am sorry I had not realised you had this difficulty. Hope we are fully linked no! A delight to have you over. xx