my favorite place

I am updating this post from outside on the porch bench that looks out onto the lake... Deep Creek Lake, that is.  Eric drove up to my house yesterday to visit and my family decided to take a trip to the lake house for the weekend.  We were originally supposed to go tomorrow morning, but decided last minute that today was the day.  The weather is beautiful (sunny and upper 70s... PERFECT) and the lake is alive.  All the vacationers are out on their boats enjoying the lake, country music can be heard from across the lake from a party, and steak, baked potatoes, and asparagus are on the grill for dinner. This really is the perfect vacation, and my favorite place.

Since Katie and Dan are still in Ireland/Scotland, Bailey is still with us, so he got to go to the lake too. Bailey was SO excited, he could not contain his excitement. When I let him off the leash, he ran around, dove in the water, splashed around, and repeated this over and over.  I would say Bailey loves this place too (and that is an understatement).

Bailey kept jumping in the water, and hopping, prancing and splashing everywhere.

...This went on for about an hour.

Apparently he chases sticks too. What other way to find this out then to throw one in the water and see if he comes back with it?

It is confirmed. Bailey loves fetching sticks. Oh Bailey, such a cliche of a dog :)

Since Bailey was soaked, he wasn't allowed inside, so we had to tie him up to the fence to dry off and make sure he didn't run away anywhere (really, our only concern was him running back into the water).  He looks like he's in jail here.

Then we figured throwing the ball for him on dry land would probably dry him off faster anyway. I think Bailey liked option B better