Swim, Swam, Swum..

• There is Jewel up top swimming and then Dad and me swimming. Dad says that when Jewel learns to relax and put her butt up and her head down she will do better. Dad says that I am still a natural swimmer. Dad also says that I am as bad as Oliver, TGH in my dislike of water right now. Dad said that Oliver, TGH didn't care for water at all, but once he figure the pool out he was a great swimmer in it and in lakes and ponds. Dad put every duck, buck and toy that Jewel and I love in the pool to entice us and well, we just were not having it.

Jewel and I had a good romp under the apple trees and out in the garden. We were quite gray, almost looked related to Miss Moose by the time we were done. Mom hosed us off. Jewel sure does like the hose. She thinks it is great fun. Me? Well, there have to be better poodle things to do, right? I like a good game of chase though!

Jewel and I split our time between the big kennel and the shop today. Mom mowed the back and front lawns and Dad worked on oak shelving in the the shop that he is installing in the house. Yesterday we worked outside all day with Dad working on the pool. There is this little machine that goes in the pool - Mom calls him Oscar - and he kind of freaks me out. He climbs the walls of the pool and looks like he is going to come out and get me and well, I am still a poodle pup after all, and sometimes I think he is going to come out and get me - did you get that? I think he is going to come out and get me! But Oscar always sinks back down into the pool like some white and blue monster.

I think I agree with Mom - the weekends always seem so short and there is so much for a poodle boy to do and not enough daylight!

I am Hugh