Another beautiful summers day and what better way to spend it than going swimming? My humans took me to the Thames and let me off the lead in a new place, where the boats get into the water. The water looked a bit deeper than usual and I though I’d give swimming a miss for once, but then they threw in a stick and of course I had to go after it. After all, the ducks were swimming so how bad could it be? Once in the water, the ducks were swooshing past so fast I couldn’t even smell them, and still I couldn’t reach the stick as it was travelling with the tide even faster than me. Let’s just say that with the help from the tide I was paddling so fast I could probably qualify for the olympics next year. Just give me one of those aerodynamic swimming costumes with a hole for my tail so I can steer and I’ll win a couple of medals for London, no problem. And for the record – the best time to go swimming in the Thames is at low or high tide – any other time the current is too strong and possibly dangerous.