After two swim lessons mandatory drownings, my mom thought she would switch things up and get us a pool. I do love following her everywhere, but she’s just not getting how dangerous this water is! She laid out the towels, my leash, and treat bag at the edge of the pool, so of course I picked everything up in my mouth and moved it a safe distance away. I also picked up her arm in my mouth and tried to move it away, but it was attached to her body. I had to patrol the perimeter while she swam in there (god knows why?! there could be sharks!). I think she gets it now … let’s hope our next adventures don’t kill me.
Girl with the Bernese 