The last time I enjoyed the pool, my lower paws got really wet.
Beth flipped the ring over and stuffed something in the hole so I'd stay dry.
That was before I got lost in New York, where I had some dangerous adventures and had to have my paws stitched up!
Now it's September and hot... and I want to swim!
I asked my friend Rose to join me and she said "No thanks." She also warned me about getting my stitches wet. Why is she always so practical?
So I dug up a toy canoe. (Ordinarily I don't do toys) But I wanted some pool time! It was kind of nice floating around.
But why didn't Rose remind me about a paddle when she was doing all her reminding! If I'd had a paddle I could have prevented...
being sucked into the stupid skimmer thing!
This picture is blurry because I was spinning in circles! And the skimmer basket below me was stinky with moldy leaves. I've heard stories about frogs, turtles and small snakes trapped in here. This was really creepy.
Usually I love adventure, but this just made me nauseous.
She pulled me out and gave me a towel and a beach chair. I like adventure, but it wasn't too bad just sitting a while in the sun. Rose didn't try to lecture me at all.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.