I really believe I was meant to live on or near the water. We walk in this park 3 or 4 times a week, and I am always captivated by the water. When the path goes near the water, I want to stop and look at it every time. Or like Libby (our lab), jump in the cool water for some relief from the heat and humidity.
But I can't stop too often, because this is the view I see most often. Although the path is usually wide enough for us to walk side-by-side, I don't always keep up. Or I get distracted by the water. Or I trip over a root. Or I trip over a dog.
Like most labs, the lake is NEVER too cold for Libby. I've seen her jump in and swim when there was ice crusted at the edges of the lake. Gus, our Pomeranian, thinks he's a lab too. He's too dignified to JUMP in the lake, but he prances out and goes swimming right along with Libby. And then he's not quite so cute. And he has to ride home in my lap. Yuck.