My wife wanted to go swimming tonight, and I never want to go swimming (at least not in Alaska), so we went to a nine-acre pond where I could kick around in a float tube and chase some fish. The Alaska Department of Fish & Game stocks the heck out of several little man-made gravel pits along the Steese Highway with grayling and infertile rainbow trout.
Our husky Taiga was eager to help out, and kept swimming back and forth between the two of us until she decided my activity was more interesting and she should orbit my float tube at close range, like a furry Panda-colored moon. I caught a couple trout like that and then figured she'd had enough exercise (who does she think she is, a labrador retriever??) and we tied her up on shore so I could fish normally for a few minutes before we had to go.
(Note: If anyone in Fairbanks reads this and considers a visit to that pond,
don't go swimming.)