I got my rescue diver certification this weekend. Whoa, that was exhausting. Lake Chatfield is cold and dark and murky. What a nasty place to dive. Dragging “victims” into shore all day was physically challenging, especially when they are big men and I’m a tiny woman. But, I must say, I rocked it. Saturday night I went home, ate dinner and went straight to bed. Almost the same thing today. It must be a popular place to practice rescue as Little Fire was there today and both days rescue dogs were practicing. Today there were rescue Newfoundlands. What beautiful dogs – made me really miss my Saint Bernard, Kuma. It was almost comical at times to look out across the water at all the pretend victims splashing around.
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