The Titanic.

April 15.  And on this day in 1912, in the early morning hours, the Titanic sank off the coast of Newfoundland.  It struck an iceberg and more than 1500 people died making it the second largest ocean liner disaster in history.  Ships were launched from Halifax in the relief effort - and there are three cemeteries in Halifax where many of the victims were buried.  There's even an exhibit at our Maritime Museum all about the Titanic - with some artifacts from the ship.  (That's my plug for Nova Scotia tourism - the check better be in the mail.)  Anyway, three small dogs apparently survived the sinking - a Pekinese and two Pomeranians.  Nine other dogs lost their lives. Who knew the ship was reportedly dog-friendly, with an on-board dog show scheduled for the 15th! But only first class passengers could bring dogs - and they had special kennels. There are tragic tales of people having to leave their pets behind.   One woman, Ann Isham, refused to leave without her Great Dane.  They both tragically perished.  

Einstein and I are not crazy about the water, so a cruise is not on our Bucket lists.  Although Einstein has been on a ferry ride a couple of times.  He stayed in the vehicle - so said he doesn't remember much about the ride.

And then we have the FG and water... He QUITE likes it - but is still not completely sure about the "swimming" part.  He went for a run with Jackson the other morning - and Jackson LOVES to swim in the many ponds on the golf course.  The FG races in, but stops when it is getting too deep.  He DID at one point go in over his head - and did a rather awkward looking dog paddle and came back out.  He may need a life jacket.....And it was all great fun and games racing along the course, holding onto JACKSON'S retrieving toy.  My human thinks they could do commercials for that toy - it is definitely standing up to the durability test.  Anyway as soon as they started to head for home, the FG disappeared.  And was replaced by Dr. Jekyll.  He became a TASMANIAN DEVIL - trying to pull Jackson's tail, ears - just generally beating him up.  And as my human and Jackson's human tried to grab him, he raced around and around them - JUST out of reach.  My human was getting dizzy trying to catch him.  It went on for a few minutes - but felt like an hour.  FINALLY, Jackson's human GRABBED the FG's collar and my human put the snapping-turtle-on-speed back on a leash.  He pranced back home, wet, and muddy and TOTALLY happy.  This was all before 8AM....

Anyway,  I hope you have a wonderful day!  And be careful if you go out on the water!