SWIFT VISIT TO GRAHAM'S GROVE

Following Daddy Jim along this pathway near the lake ~

across this field 

usually coveted by other dogs 

in the summertime

passed the pure white birches

we head directly for another bench closer to the water's edge.

 Where's Mr. Orangie, Jim?

Over there?

Over where?

Oh I see what you are talking about.

I understand English, you know!

 Here I come back for more after ~

I dunk myself and shake all over Jim!

Only seems like a fair trade off

as we return to the car 

walking under the red maples ~

 ~ a little too soon for my liking,

I might add!

NEVER TOO LATE TO LEARN

I am super adept at slamming into waves

saving Mr. Orangie 

from a fate worse than death,

body surfing into shore

and

plunking my orange ball

onto the ground in front of the guys!

However, when I was faced with the daunting task of retrieval

the other day at Graham's Grove ~~~

 well, kerplunk 

massive splash

belly flop (some would say) ~~

 I accepted the challenge 

and 

scored a 10 out of 10 in

DOODLE'S~VILLE!!

Did I tell you that I LOVE to DIVE

off the dock now 

any dock

any time

just bring it on!!

Below is one of my first attempts