My son returned to Texas last night.
It’s so hard to say good-bye.
I hate it.
Of course, I fell behind on lots of (boring) stuff while he was here.
It will probably take me a few days to get caught up.
We had fun, but I think Frank (the puppy) had the most fun.
We spent a lot of last weekend in the pool.
Frank, my Newfoundland puppy, never let up on lifeguard duty.
Fred likes to go in the pool to cool off, but puppy Frank is obsessed with swimming every possible second.
He’s a committed water dog and loves to “rescue” people.
For instance, when he sees someone on a float he swims to them, waits for them to grab onto his fur and brings them back to the beach/ramp/entry of the pool.
He does this over and over, and over again.
Frank and Fred are the best Newfie pool supervisors!
It was the first time I’ve attempted to swim since my surgeries.
I swam laps for about a half hour, taking my time and not pushing it, and I was pleasantly surprised at how well my arm did.
I was sore which is to be expected after all this time,
But not in pain – !!