Farley here,

Who can get through life without friends? Finn, an Icelandic Sheepdog, is staying with me for a couple of weeks.

I told him about my girlfriend, Jessie, and that I’m trying to impress her. She’s an avid swimmer, and I’m not.

Turns out, Finn can swim AND he gives lesson.

His feet aren’t even toughing the ground. He’s the bravest dog I know. I followed for a second, then turned to shore so my paws touched the bottom. My heart was beating fast, and my hair stood on end, but I was floating.

Puppy steps, but I’ll get there. Finn said we could go to the pond every day until I swim!

Woof Woof.