There are two things in this world that make my nine year old dog act like a nine month old puppy. One is snow. The other is being able to lie down in the river on a hot day.
This morning, as Chris headed out for some golf, the kids, Takaya and I headed down to the river. She chased the ball, swam in the river and enjoyed herself while she was able to cool down. It's been hot this week, and I'm sure her fur coat makes it even hotter for her.
This afternoon she will smell. Badly I am sure. It's okay, on Tuesday she'll go to the groomer. Tomorrow she will probably be sore. She forgot she was old today, and it was good to see.