This will be brief.
I took Bugsy for a swim this morning.
I have to very carefully walk him from the car, past a small garden next to the boat house, and to the beach area.
My eyes are always fixed on the beach area - to do this I have to be ahead of Bugsy and try to see around the corner of the boathouse.
There I was walking along, he is already in stalk mode and been 'tapped' as a reminder to stop hunting, when suddenly my left arm goes flying ( I wish it could detach as it would be less damaged at this point) and my body is jerked back away from the beach. My eyes dart over to Beastie in time to see him nab a squirrel which was in mid-leap from a shrub to the fence or a tree.
After a short (zzzzzap) struggle Bugsy lets go of the squirrel (who was injured but able to get up a tree) but he is completely focused on the task.
No not swimming. That dang squirrel.
It took about 5 minutes to get his attention well enough to start doing some water retrieves but at no point did he stop having wayward glances to 'the tree'.
I guess we'll add that little garden to the list of temptations to avoid, sigh.
We did have a successful swimming session though and he performed superbly doing double and triple marks (retrieves).
Its a good thing I love this boy AND think he's so darn cute!
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