This weekend we discovered that Delaynie is a water dog. We saw the signs here and there- running through mud puddles, walking in the stream on our favorite hiking trail, putting her toes in the ocean during foster sis’s
modeling photo shoot at the beach. But this weekend we got full proof that Delaynie, in fact, loves the wet stuff.
While we were doing yard work we filled up Nola’s kiddie pool for the pups. Nola daintily puts her paws in and drinks from the pool. We’ve tried getting her to lay in it to cool off, but she has shown no interest. After a moment of hesitation, Delaynie went right in and laid down.
To test her affinity for l’eau (pardon my French) even further, we took her to my aunt’s (well second cousin actually- my mom’s first cousin- but I digress) property right on the Saco River. They offered to let us bring Nola there to swim last summer because after May 1 in Maine dogs are not allowed on the beach between 9 am and 5 pm. We love their property because it’s private, we don’t have to worry about Nola, in her swimming and stick chasing excitement, running over children playing with toys on the beach. And, there is the perfect balance between water frontage and a big field to play ball in.