Betcha never would have thought a big oafy scaredy dog like Otis would love something like a big puddle of water so much, would ya? Well, it’s true. When we’re running through the woods, Otis makes a B line straight for the creek.
It didn’t come easy though. Over the summer we went down to the water and he simply stood from afar and stared at it. “No way am I getting close to that big wet thing that keeps showing me an image of myself.” He followed me to the edge, watched me wade in, and finally decided to carefully follow. All of a sudden he found himself ankle deep and still safe. Knee deep. Tummy deep. He was in the water and it felt great against his hot skin – who would have thought!
After that day we went to a new place with water. I knew Otis liked water, but he wasn’t having as easy of a time remembering. I nudged and nudged (okay and maybe pulled and poked and prodded a little) but Otie stood strong. “No water for me. No way.” Finally, after much convincing, Honey dipped a toe on, followed by a paw, followed by two front legs. From then on, Otie was a water dog.
I can make a pretty good guess that he won’t actually swim, but if there’s water you can count Otis in (or in then out then in again).
Otis the water buffalo? Otis the duck? Otis the fish? Otis the dog who simply likes a nice pool of H2O.
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