So here’s what happened:
I signed Max up for a doggy swim session because he’s always been obsessed with water. Like, obsessed. The moment he sees a lake or a hose, he’s in full Olympic mode—zero hesitation, full belly flop.
But last week? Something changed.
We got to the pool and there was this nervous golden retriever standing at the edge, leash dangling, paws just barely dipping into the water. Her owner kept coaxing her in, but she wasn’t having it. Tail tucked, ears down. Max noticed.
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