Juliet became a regular fish last year in the pool, so I was pretty confidant she would take to the water again this year.
It took a little more coaxing than I thought necessary, but after a few minutes she was happily splashing away like old times.
When it was time to go she put up a fight, and even jumped back in the pool floatie-less.
My nice dry walk-home shorts were not so dry after I had to wade in after her. But I can't be too mad -- she looked so sad and scared staring up at me from the bottom of the pool! She was under for all of 10 seconds, and I think she learned her lesson.
I guess we'll find out next time we go swimming!
