I learned a few things today.

1) Our coonhound will swim if she’s got a duck to chase in a pond.
2) Neither dog will exit the pond as long as there’s a duck to chase.

I swear they were in that pond for 15 minutes straight swimming in circles after 4 ducks. Would not get out no matter how much we called for them. Somebody that lived there (we were at a private residence, people I’ve known for about 15 years) finally donned a swimsuit and waded in to snag them. I felt like a real dick for that one, but was ready to strip down to my skivvies long before that happened.

Clearly we have some obedience issues here. They’re pretty good when there’s no distractions. I can direct ‘em around the house just by pointing, and the stubborn coonhound will gladly prance from one end house to another to crate herself with a simple “Hops in box!” command. (Her name is Hops. I thought it was funny to teach her to crate with that command.)

Of course, watching the Labradonkulus chase ducks in a pond for 15 minutes straight has got me thinking I should take up duck hunting just to give the dog a job. Fetching and swimming we’ve known were his forte for a while now. Seems he got a thing for ducks too.

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