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I am Not V I Warshawski

People often ask me how much like V I Warshawki I am, and I have to say, not at all.  This morning I went out early to Lake Michigan with my dog, Callie.  She went in after a ball that was too big for her to pick up; she kept batting it with her nose and rapidly got rather far from shore.  I called but she wouldn’t abandon the ball.  I took off my clothes and went in after but she was further than my swim ability in such cold water (about 60 F) and I went back to shore hoping she might follow.  At 400 yards out she was too small for me to see her other than as a little blob on the water.  I was filled with despair but went back in up to my neck and stood calling “come” over and over and by some miracle she finally turned and swam to shore.

I was quite useless in the situation.  I’m sure V I would have picked up a lifeguard rowboat and rowed out to rescue  Mitch & Peppy, but me–I was physically feeble and emotionally distraught.  The only good thing is–I still have my dog.

And she, whole-hearted retriever that she is, wanted to turn around and go back to find the ball.

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