Sluglife

Anna took Winston Swimming!
Okay, not really. We went down to the beach and Anna kept threatening to throw him in. we couldn't take him off leash because there was another dog there -- I don't know specifically what breed, but if you imagine a boxer devoured two bulldogs and finished off a pug for good measure, you can start to imagine this over-stuffed sausage-on-legs.
Anna ended up wading in and dragging him with her. He really didn't mind. It was like, "okay, it's wet.... and?" I can't wait until we actually go swimming with him!
Oh, and I didn't have our camera (I know!) but I /did/ have my camera phone. So sorry for the Zapruder-like quality, but here is documented proof that Winston, our ever-growing puppy, has been baptised by the River: