We took the furbabies to the lake today.
Charlie drank lots of water, threw up, and pooped in the lake, which the other swimmers weren’t too happy about. (We cleaned it up immediately). Then, he did a little bit of swimming. After that, we found, he had cut the pad of his foot a little bit- no blood, but uncomfortable for walking. Poor little guy.
Roka stood in water up to his chest and cried the whole time, even though the kids swimming near us were petting him and talking to him.
Needless to say- our dogs are not swimmers. It isn’t fun for them or us when we try to include them and take them. So, from now on, we are going to leave them at home where they are happy, safe, and cool. And, my husband and I will go.