We built
two swimming pools in the last house we had. ("two" as in the
first and
last one we'd ever have!
) Our Wire-Haired Terrier (wired-terror!) must have also had some Retriever genes! She would run out to the end of the diving board and wait for us to 'count': "One! Two! Three!!" She would then jump in and swim to the steps at the opposite end of the pool. After climbing out and performing the obligatory body shake, she's run along the natural stone foundation rubbing her left side as she went back to the board for another 'performance'!
We tired of the game long before she ever did! I was amazed she had any hair on her left side at the end of each Summer!
