“A man’s got to know his limitations.”
Sparky tells me that all the time. He spends too much time watching Dirty Harry movies, but I kind of agree with him. In that spirit, he can do what he wants as long as he stays within certain guidelines. Mostly, don’t wander off and don’t poop in the house.
Today, he decided was going in the creek. He goes in the upstream side all the time, but that’s only a couple of feet deep. The downstream side is much deeper.
It isn’t clear if he was testing me or himself. It seemed like he was hoping that I’d call him back sooner. It had to be cold down there. Also, when he was climbing out, there was a point where he wasn’t sure if he could get out.
If he had gotten himself in trouble, I would have gotten him out, but I have too much respect for Sparky to let him know that.