I entered in a give-away on My Yoga Online and won 2 pairs of Pluggz. The give-away consisted of a drawing from all who responded to this question on the MYO forum, the question was: How do you ground yourself?
I responded: I keep grounded by slowing down, focusing on one task at a time and reducing media inputs. And… my name was drawn! So now I get to try a really cool product that I never would have heard of otherwise. I was going to get 1 pair for Scott and 1 for me, but their men’s sizes stop at 12, so that means I get both. He doesn’t really wear flip-flops anyway so he wasn’t exactly heartbroken in case you were concerned. So far I like them, I’ll give a full review in a week or so.
Scott has our Chinook, the boat, not the dog, up at the Center for Wooden Boat’s weekend boat show. She looks great with all the other wooden boats and it is a fun crowd. There are some classic Lake Union Dreamboats. The weather has been great (fingers crossed) and the little kids are all attracted to our boat. If you are in Seattle make sure to stop by and see her. We’ll be there periodically and a friend will be showing her the rest of the time.
Here is the story for anyone who missed my post on Facebook and a longer version for everyone who did read it on FB:
On July 4, we went down to the boat to tidy her up and get her ready to sell. Scott felt that Robert should have an opportunity to wander the locked dock untethered while we worked. The first area I started with was the locker where we keep the life jackets. Rob had never had his on and in fact, it was still adjusted for Freya. I adjusted it and put it on him and sent him off. Soon he was having a great time chasing seagulls and crunching the discarded mussel shells the birds leave all over the dock.
I was inside wiping out the various holds when I heard a voice say, “There is a dog in trouble here!” I looked out and saw a crowd of people on the boardwalk above us and I ran to the end dock-spur. He was in the water, caught between a small sailboat and the dock and penned in from the sides by her boat fenders. He was clinging to the dock and struggling hard but couldn’t pull himself out. I was able to reach in and grab him by the handle on his jacket and drag him up to Scott while the onlookers applauded.
I can’t imagine what he was thinking, whether he was watching a dog on the boardwalk above and just walked off the end of the dock and then swam into the spot he was stuck or whether he fell in right there. Anyway, I offer thanks to whatever helpful being told me to put his life-jacket on him — I am sure glad I listened. He passed out afterward next to the same sailboat and acted very clingy all evening. I took some pix but I must have deleted them while trying to upload them from my phone. I hate it when that happens.
My public service announcement: Put a float-coat on your dog when you are around water and do not take your eyes off them!