Last night or early this morning I had a dream of Duffy running into the river. I imagined setting my camera down, taking off my hat and going in after him. Then my dream took a strange turn. We came out far down river and by the time we got back to where we went in, someone had stolen my camera. When we got down to the river in reality, it did have a strong current in spots.
But Duffy will be seven months old in four days and is far too smart a puppy to want to go into that.
Or perhaps it is merely that he has much better ways to spend his time:
Also, if the girls don’t go in, he won’t either, and there was little chance of that happening.
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