At first I was hesitant about taking Whiskey to the cottage last weekend. I pictured him running away and getting eaten by bears. Or going for a swim and being snatched by a massive Muskie (which can actually happen to cute, small dogs). After packing his super long leash and a lifejacket, I felt a little bit better.
In the end, I’m so glad that I brought him because he seemed to have a great time (despite his little cut on his paw).