So this past weekend was Moose's first camping trip He had his first ever boat ride, his first experience with geese (LOL), and his first time swimming.
The funny story about swimming - So my sister was out in the lake in a innertube, and she was floating along, and Moose being so devoted to my sister and I was a bit concerned about the fact that she was WAY out there without him. The silly dog thought he could waltz all the way out there, wrong! He bounded out into the lake only to run off the drop off in the water. He started swimming as if Jaws was after him, he made a giant U-turn and headed back to shore where I showered him with praise. The rest of the weekend he had nothing but healthy respect for the water.