It's never too cold for swimmin

I've been kickin it with the short one, my grandogma, and moon dog in Oakridge and for today's adventure food lady (the short one who also feeds me) took me for a run. When we ended up at my favorite stick rescue training location I insisted on a swim. Despite the snow. The ice. The below freezing temperatures... I never said I was a very practical dog. I live in the moment and the fact that this plunge would be followed by 30 more minutes of running in 30 degree temps is only now starting to seem like something I should have thought of before jumping in. *shiver