OK, please note that SOMETIMES there is good weather in Flensburg. Not really often. But once in a while. And there is a wonderful dog's beach near our house, so that's where I first knew the sea. And I recognize: water is wet.
Ric did his best to make me come into the water. He tried with love, with sweets, with commands.
But he only succeeded in making me REALLY angry. And I barked until I made him come out of the water. Me, Pacco the Powerful.
Though I did not enter into the water, I became a little wet and muddy and full of sand. Ric thought it was funny. Val as well. Of course, she took the photo.
I reckon I don't look tooooo handsome... but at least I made my point. No sea swimming for me.
Ric did his best to make me come into the water. He tried with love, with sweets, with commands.
But he only succeeded in making me REALLY angry. And I barked until I made him come out of the water. Me, Pacco the Powerful.
Though I did not enter into the water, I became a little wet and muddy and full of sand. Ric thought it was funny. Val as well. Of course, she took the photo.
I reckon I don't look tooooo handsome... but at least I made my point. No sea swimming for me.
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