Swimming in Loch Lomond

We've just got back from a weekend by Loch Lomond. It was great! I'm a brilliant caravanning dog - I know that because I heard Margaret and Shirley talking about me. I slept all night in the awning without making a fuss or running away and waited until they got out of bed (late) to take me for a walk without complaining at all. The best bits were walking in Ben Lomond National Park and swimming in the Loch.

This was my first time swimming and I loved it - except for that moment when the cold water got to my tender bits. Ouch!

Family Antics

My family: They are lovely but a bit strange. On Saturday July 22nd Adrian, Rachel, Chris and Mary came to our house for a barbecue. They drank a fair bit and played lots of silly games. I'm used to that kind of stuff so I just settled down in the middle of it all and went to sleep. Next morning they all got up and went back outside to eat breakfast. What's that all about? They obviously don't know that breakfast is meant to be eaten inside the house. Anyway, suddenly Rachel brought out two big bags of fluffy pink and white things (marshmallows?) and they all put as many as they could into their mouths and started saying 'fluffy bunnies'. This is very strange behaviour for humans - and completely unheard of in the dog world. They laughed a lot until Rachel spilled her marshmallows all over the place.
Things improved a lot in the afternoon because Adrian and Rachel took me for a long walk in the woods. Now that's sensible human behaviour - given time I'll have them all trained but it's not easy. Does anyone know of any human training classes in West Lothian?