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Originally Posted by CFrance
I think you had a retriever, didn't you, AJ? They love balls. They love to retrieve. They love to have things in their mouths.
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Caly was a lab, she had no papers to prove it,but she was...
She loved to chase balls and swim. What was funny is when we first had her she would not jump in our above ground pool (in Massachusetts). We took her down to a lake and let her wade in to get her ball. After a few times her ball drifted away and she walked out and to her surprise she was swimming. That was that, we brought her back home and she would jump in the pool.
She could also get out of the pool on her own. I used to enjoy sitting on the deck watching her play by herself. She would take a tennis ball and drop it in the pool, the current would take it around and when it got towards the other side she would jump in, get the ball and climb back out and do it all over again ...
I was fortunate in life that I could spend a lot of time on Martha's Vineyard (thank you Dad). I would take Caly down to the beach in Oak Bluffs and throw balls into the ocean. The fun part was she could carry two tennis balls. I would throw one out, when she got that one and started to head back I would throw the second one 30 feet or so to the left. Off she would go and get that one and then come in. People would stop and watch and they got a kick out of it...
You should have seen her in the surf of 'South Beach, MV', holding on to her ball as waves threw her all over the place.
It has been six months since Caly was put down. Just typing this post causes my eyes to well up... this slide show puts me over the edge
Caly Memories Slideshow by ajbrown2007 | Photobucket