So once again on the procrastination wagon. I would like you to know that Moses and I have begun 2014 in the best of fashions.
Did you know there are such things as Dog recreational centers? And that they have puppy pools. Moses and I discovered one up the street from us and have fallen in love.
Now it being a slow hot day a few weeks ago Moses and I recalled that there was a strange new place two blocks from us. It had been featured in a pet magazine that was at the coffee shop. The place that was newly opened offered dog daycare, training, massage, and a pook. Being of an adventurous sort I looked at my panting rottweiler and said, "want to go stake out the pool?"
Moses tilted his head at that angle that is the culmination of all dog confusion, what the heck is a pool?
Thus getting his leash out, I clipped it on, and we set off on the journey up the two blocks to the puppy swimming pool.
Entering the place it was clean and friendly atmosphere. Along the wall was merchandise made here in the US out of recycled material and i gave the center a point. The woman at the front desk grinned at me, "what are you here for today?"
I told here the pool and she went over what swim orientation was and gave me a tour of the facility. When we returned to the desk area Moses put his paws on the front desk trying to talk to the nice woman there as I paid the fee to get his orientation underway.
This place is exciting! Moses wagged his tail and tried to pull me off my feet.
We walked down the ramp following one of the personell who was going to evaluate Moses' swim capabilities. She opened the white gate and Moses pulled me through.
"Has he ever been swimming before?" She asked.
I thought about all the times he dove nose first into the bathtub and quickly decided those didn't count, "nope."
The woman smiled at us, "well let's put the life jacket on and see if we can get hin to."
We got a bright orange puppy life jacket (used if needed and for swim orientations) and proceeded up the ramp. A little lab and his parents stood nearby, his orange life jacket shaking with tail wags. Moses entered the pool area. And wandered down the ramp, mom! Water! Mpmh! He fell off, panicked, and tried to come back up.
Well, my dogs dead. That's all I could think and the woman helped a heaving moses back onto the ramp. Oliver, the little lab ran over to the sputtering rottweiler, okay? You okay? Okay?
Moses shook and sputtered, fine bathtub at home tries to drown me and I defeat it daily.
Oliver licked Moses face.
Needless to say, after this mistep, Mo was dragged out to the far end of the pool and had t o swim back a few times. Oliver also had to be dragged out for at six months old. Water was still a little scary to the lab puppy.
Then a discovery happened.
Frisbee.
Both dogs saw the Frisbee fly across the pool to the deep end. FRISBEE!
Racing down the ramp they launched themselves into the water swimming out to the frisbee.
I want it.
No mine.
Me
Mine.
Oliver grabbed it first and Moses grabbed it in Olivers mouth and they swum together back to the ramp.
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"Oh how cute!" The personal grinned, "I need a picture."
After taking pictures she told me Moses passed his swim orientation and could swim without a life vest the next time.
"Alright! " I grinned, "we need to go soon anyway thank you so much. "
I tried to get the dog out of the pool.
No!
"Comehere!"
Noooo!
Moses began to struggle and cry.
Needless to say the pool is Mo's favorite place in the world and we had so much fun that I had to buy a pass.
We go to Barleys to swim on Thursday afternoons. And we struggle to go home everytime.
