Wendell had his first doggy paddle yesterday, when the rock pool he was paddling in became quite deep suddenly. He did not panic, like me but swam back to safe ground like a seasoned professional. We came home straight after because it was a bit cold for a now soaking wet puppy. He was very hyper all the way home; trying to keep warm I guess. Once towelled and fed, he slept for hours, giving the cats a bit of extra dog free time. They have shown great tolerance towards Wendell but I fear their patience is wearing thin. Right then, off to make yet another coffee.