There’s an old railroad trestle,down by the river that now holds the bike trail. The creek runs through it and drops into a nice size pool below. Matt would throw Ajay’s squeaker off, and he would jump in after it.

He did lots of fetching and swimming until the sight of a copperhead caused us to leave the pool area and head for the river.

I don’t think Ajay cared as long as there was still water.

Have a great weekend!