Okay. Ash had overdone it. He’d gone running, chasing squirrels, and he hadn’t realized how fast his body heated up in the summer sun that streamed between the oaks. This was the hottest the weather had ever been in Ash’s short life. For a few minutes the pup flopped down in the shade, but the problem with being a restless athlete in training was that keeping still just wasn’t any fun. So he rose and padded down to the river. Ah, this was nicer. Cooler.
He splashed around for a bit in the shallows, but while he was messing around he didn’t realize he was getting further from the bank. The ground under his paws suddenly sloped sharply down - and Ash found himself afloat.
Saya would have shrieked the place down for Mum, and Rowan would probably have been so scared he fainted on the spot. But Ash was Ash. Not once did he think about panicking. He’d gotten himself in here so he could just turn himself around and get himself out, the same way he’d come in. At over twelve weeks old now, the correct motion came naturally, and his head never even dipped underwater as his strong young forepaws began to churn.
This was… almost as much fun as running. Ash forgot about going back. He didn’t want to go back anymore at all. He paddled in circles for a few minutes - then he headed boldly out into the middle of the river. The current gently picked him up and began carrying him downriver, and the ease of movement encouraged Ash to paddle on. He didn’t realize he’d have to fight the current now to get back into the calmer reaches of the river.
This was awesome! Wait until he told his brother and sister about this!
Jan 01, 2018 06:33 AM
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