I was playing by the river with Bro. I’ve always been really paranoid about letting him swim in the river, because once he was swimming in the river and the way the sun was glinting confused/blinded him and he was just kind of floating away/swimming in circles. So I never let him swim in the river except for on a long line, and people always tell me I’m really paranoid and their dogs can swim in the river just fine.
I started thinking maybe they were all right. Then the ball floated too far out and took off down river. Bro swam back to shore so he could run faster to catch it, and I took off after it too. Of course, I went a lot faster because every time Bro would almost catch up with it he’d stop to get in the river, but then by the time he got in it would be too far away and he’d jump out to run again. Eventually I gave up on the ball and started walking back to Bro.. and there he was, floating down the river. I called him and he was trying to swim up river, instead of to shore (see, it’s that light/confusion thing) and still being swept down river really quickly. So I ran after him, and it was really ony because he was trying so hard to swim upriver that I was able to get ahead of him and jump in (yep, off the little bank) and grab him.
Picture me in my very wet airy fairy hippie skirt shlopping up the trail, reaching for my phone to see what time it was… and yep. Phone musta got lost in the river. At least I still have the keys.
So. If you’re trying to call me, it won’t work. And if I had your phone number, I probably don’t anymore.
Losing one’s phone is a major PITA! I’ve resorted to picking up an older cell phone that is compatible with my cell phone company from Ebay as a backup. It’s quite easy to switch to the other phone when the need arises. Which it does… usually at the most inconvenient time.
Safe trails on your long haul to Alaska.