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I Hate When That Happens
Retriever was very ambitious in chasing after a ball the owners threw in the water repeatedly for it to go fetch. Alongside a big splash, I think the look on its face here says "I got water up my nose".
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June 8th, 2010 - 14:39
Cute. My hound would have none of that! I bet this retriever went back in again and again — despite the ‘ol water up the schnoz.
June 9th, 2010 - 12:57
Yes, Retriever was repeating the process nonstop, accompanied by strange wheezes and sounds to boot – I think that was the water up the nose talking! My dog really enjoys swimming, but not fetching. She seems to have the opinion that “You threw it. You go get it.”
June 10th, 2010 - 04:29
Ha! That’s funny. My dog doesn’t understand water — or fetching. Apparently, he’s above all that. The one time he voluntarily got in the water, he was 7 months old and we were standing at the end of a dock on a lake. I jump off the dock. He was apoplectic, twirling and crying, trying to quickly conduct a cost-benefit analysis of getting wet and staying close to mom vs. remaining dry and watching that strange water stuff attack mom. Well…he kowabunga’d (imagine a full out stretch) into the lake and proceeded to do the saddest doggie paddle you’ll ever want to see and then climbed up my shoulder. He’s the best.