What do you do when the creek is full and flowing and there’s not a speck of ice in sight? You go fishing, of course. That’s what Jack is doing in this photo in case it’s not immediately obvious. He’s still hoping to repeat his lucky catch of a few years ago. Meanwhile, I stand onshore explaining to curious onlookers why my dog is standing up to his chest in cold water, not moving a muscle and staring at something that no-one else sees.
Our springer spaniel was convinced she’d find ducks in a particular marshy patch near the Moss river, so went searching for them deep in the mud every time we went there, and she didn’t even catch one of the pair she flushed.
Fishing Jack. That look is priceless.
That is really funny. He’s probably imagining himself as a bear. :)
Good doggie.
I can smell him from here.
He’s really concentrating. I hope he catches a big one!
Dogs are natural taoists -- instead of waiting for the river to come to them, they jump in and splash about.
We still have snow in the backyard