Dog days of summer


The summer has been crazy. My brain is like a sieve this morning. Between getting up at 4 a.m. Saturday for a lighthouse cruise and getting up at 3 a.m. yesterday for an amateur radio flea market two hours away (I read while Spencer sold stuff), I am off to work . . . barely able to form a coherent thought. I need more diet soda. Please excuse this random post.

But I wanted to share this photo of three dogs on a raft with you. I took it last weekend on a rare day when I was actually sitting poolside, steadfastly not burying my face in dessert and trying not to freak out as Spence tried to teach me to “swim.” (Despite years of lessons as a kid, no, I can’t swim.)

They’re my sister’s fiance’s dogs. They’re cute. I totally have a favorite . . . and he definitely doesn’t like me as much as I like him. (Buster, in the foreground — and refusing to look at me. Typical.)

15 thoughts on “Dog days of summer

  1. Awww! I love dogs! and I love swimming 🙂 I’m sure you’ll enjoy it, too 🙂 I also had swimming lessons as a kid, but the only thing I learned was swimming in frog style 😀 My father teached me to swim the same year on our vacations 🙂


  2. OMG that is so precious! My in-laws have a wiener dog named Oscar. Spoiled rotten and proud of it. Eats veal and hamburger…and cat food. Anyway, good luck on the swimming and thanks for that pic!


  3. That is the cutest picture! I have a LAB and he’s not a big swimmer, which is pretty much unheard of. Both of my dogs will splash around in a creek but are not fans of water that moves. But they are lazy, so I could see them sleeping on a raft in a pool like that!


  4. I love this post. The picture. The frantic musings. Also I have to say we are kindred spirits: I also can’t swim. My parents signed me up for lessons several times when I was little but we never completed a set of lessons so I flouder around and avoid the water whenever possible.


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