Asher Scared Grandma!

Yesterday, we went with a friend to our new favorite place - Manor Park in Larchmont. And at the end of the walk, we went to Dog Beach, just like we did on Monday. Only today, there wasn't anyone else there, so I took Asher off of his leash so he could go swimming. Usually he won't go far without a stick to chase, but yesterday he clearly felt the need to swim...and swim...and swim...and I got nervous because he was going so far out, and then realized, that if he came back to shore on the other side of the fence, I wasn't going to be able to get to him. He must have swam (swum?) about 20 feet out, and, thankfully, he responded to "Asher, Come!" And came swimming back. I was very glad to have him back on terra firma - and when I went to put his leash on he playfully went running down the beach - but, when called he came back again. He was a rather stinky dog after the swim though, so he was rewarded with a shower upstairs - and stood for the shower with no problem (though he needed a lift to get into the tub!)