We've been trying for years to convince Belle that she'd like swimming in the pool. We even have a large baha step that I was sure she'd enjoy standing on to keep cool as the rest of the family splashes to their hearts' content...but no; this retriever has absolutely NO interest in the water! Little did we know all it would take to get her in the water would be her natural drive to keep us safe. With Ryan visiting Wyoming it was just the kids and I in the pool last night. The water felt great and as the kids dove for toys I relaxingly floated on my back and closed my eyes enjoying this great summer moment. Before I knew what happened I felt a wet push against my face. Belle, despite her absolute fear of the water, had jumped in to "save" me and was using her head to navigate me toward the side of the pool. I guess in her eyes I didn't look relaxed, I looked dead. I can't deny that she seemed a little put out when I turned out to be just fine; and she promptly returned to her typical state of panic and immediately made for shore. Her furry coat saturated in water she wanted nothing more to do with the pool, but as I sat on the step she brought her face close to mine and stood there simply resting her muzzle against my cheek for a minute or so. You're a good dog, Belle. We love you!
