The ice melted, oh, yesterday. CtWD chased that damn stick about 40 times. It sailed further from shore with each throw, to no avail. He kept bringing it back.
And no wetsuit either. He's a way better open-water swimmer than I am, always with a grin on his face. I'm more inclined to facial expressions bespeaking, oh, let's call it panic.
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