It's the summer of 2007
and I am only 6 months old.
Since it was a lazy morning, we decided to stroll down the gravel road to the bay.
Little did I know what was in store for me...
I began sniffing the area 'cause it was all new and fresh for me.
Jim seemed to be interested in something so I bounded over to see what was up.
He had sticks in his hand and guess what he did?
Yup! He tossed them into the water.
Do you think I could resist this?
Nope, so in I charged.
Little did I know that I was swimming.
It was second nature to me,
since I'm 1/2 Lab and 1/2 Poodle.
I even swam out for the plastic water bottle with a stone in it.
Now, that intrigued me especially the sound coming from the thing.
Here I come....watch out!
This exercise deserved a 'calm down' stroll along the shore.
Finally, back up the gravel road and passed the cemetery we sauntered.
I was pretty proud of myself
and I think the guys were too!
