#0722 "The Spa"

The family Chesapeake was relaxing in her spa during a game of ball. The water was always topped up by the eaves trough and she would overflow it when she stepped in. We would hit the ball toward the north, trying for a home run across the fence. When she was young, she would play this game until we got tired. During the last week, she could only manage one or maybe two retrieves. She never stopped though.

The family played with her constantly. She controlled the pace of the game strategically. She would feign not knowing where the ball landed if it got into the tall grass. She would not make the retrieve until you approached to point it out to her. Of course this assumes that you actually knew where it was. She would give a "humpf" of triumph when she pulled the ball out of the grass. She also slowed the game down by wading into her spa to cool off. This was her first spa. We purchased a larger, black plastic spa several years later that she could actually lay down in. I think she still fancied her original spa better than the fancy new one from the TSC Store in Alliston.

The family Chesapeake was the star attraction of every gathering at the farm of which there were many.  She entertained young and old and had a great time doing it! She also protected Watershed Farm. What a dog! She will always be missed.

The "dot" on the "i" of my signature Chadwick is intended to be a green tennis ball in honour of the family Chesapeake's fetish. She only liked green tennis balls.

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