Today Gracie and Rose got to do their favorite thing in the world: swim (or at least bound) in the river. They get very, very excited (to put it mildly) when it becomes clear that that's where we're taking them. We have to drive them in the car because they can't cross the invisible fence on their own; hence the short drive to the end of the road. Rose jumps around uncontrollably in the car, to the detriment of our scratched up arms and chests. We really need to work on that part.
But once we're at Gracie's Landing (what we've christened the spot where they swim) it's all good. Gracie is the real river rat, and fetches sticks until she's pooped. Rose goes in a little bit (but she never fails to go all the way under) and then explores nearby. We then take a roundabout walk back to the car and they're calm as can be on the way home.
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Maybe we should photograph all of our Rose wounds and you could post those too! Wait, we'd better not. Social Services might take her away from us.
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