We have a yearly “Bark in the Pool” at the end of summer where you can buy tickets to let your dog swim the day after the pool closes for humans. My lab pulled me into the water while everyone else was listening to instructions and started a stampede. He then wouldn’t get out at the end of the session and pooed in the pool. People were laughing and screaming and yelling “Code Brown”! My traitor husband stood right beside me and yelled “Whose dog is that?” Please tell me I’m not alone!

Update:

I realise my post sounded like this just happened, which I wish was the case.

It was 2 summers ago, since then my big doofus has passed away and husband is now my ex.

It was an amicable split but, you know, a splits a split.

Ex and I had dinner last night and we remembered all the times that dog rained shame down upon our family and we laughed until we cried. I’m not entirely sure that’s all I was crying about.

Im so glad I posted here and got to read such hilarious stories.

Our dogs. They make our hearts sing. ❤️❤️