Swimming season has returned--yahoo!! The water makes me feel like a pup again. Webbed feet and no weight on my ridiculous elbows allows me to fly in a way I never can on land. I'm a seal come home--the water is my absolute most-favorite place. Yesterday the lady took me swimming at Green Lake--she is such a good lady when she wants to be. Apparently there is some person-in-uniform rule that dogs are supposed to wear leashes and not swim in people lakes, but God love her, my lady says those rules are meant to be broken. Of course, the people in uniform have made her get out her wallet on two occasions, but now she says "I'll run and you swim, Amos, maybe they won't catch us. And if they do catch you, how could they resist your charms?" I do know how to be charming, it's true. I'm going to get off this computer and go see if I can charm my way into a repeat of yesterday's marvelous-ness. Happy swimming season!