Flathead Lake, Montana

Shortly after leaving Coeur d’Alene we wound up at a new lake called Flathead Lake. Flathead lake is in Montana and is the largest freshwater lake west of the Mississippi river. As I have said before I don’t really care about all that but I know you humans sure seem to.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 14

There were some great scents around here and I could smell the perfect stick. I wasn’t entirely sure where is was but I could tell it was around here somewhere. I wound up getting a little sidetracked by this bush here.

http://youtu.be/gvG1_2y60VE

Then I got the scent of that stick again.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 2

Well I found the stick and you’ll never guess what happened. Not ten seconds after finding the stick Mama walks right over and takes it. I’m fine with taking sticks from other dogs when I want them but that was my stick.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 9

Then she starts taunting me with it asking “do you want the stick?” Obviously I wanted the stick that is why I spent so much time looking for it. I don’t want some other stick I wanted that one.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 11

So what does she do when I make sure she knows I clearly want it? That’s right, she throws it in the water!

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 6

This water is very clear so at least I can see where I’m stepping.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 3

I put a paw in to check the temperature and decide to go for it.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 12

As you can see below as soon as I tried to go out and grab it a bunch of waves started attacking me so I tried another route and started to look for a way around. I never did find one though.

http://youtu.be/gq-j2BlBtcA?t=9s

After my struggle Papa finally went out and got the stick for me. I thought the ordeal was over and they were going to stop messing with me. Instead he walked right up to me and showed me my beloved stick while waving it around. Then he throws it in the water again!

It didn’t go as far out this time though and I felt the courage to go get it for myself welling up inside me. This was it. I went for it.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 13

I got out and then realized I lost track of the stick while I was gathering my courage. I had to look around for a bit.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 5

Then a new dilemma; how do I pick it up without submerging my face in this frigid water?

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 4

After batting at it with my paw for awhile I realized that wasn’t going to work and I was just going to have to use my mouth. I got to thinking thumbs would be great right about then.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 8

I heard Mama and Papa cheering me on as I grabbed my stick between my teeth and started to head to shore.

Guillermo Flathead Lake Playing in the water 10

I had done it! I overcame my fear and came out unscathed. I could tell Mama and Papa were very proud of me. It was then that I realized why they were taunting me with MY stick.

With my self confidence high we played the throw the stick in the water game for quite awhile. Throw the stick in the water has now become one of my favorite games.

That time at Flathead Lake really opened me up for new play opportunities. That day sure opened up possibilities with other dogs during our travels. Like the time I played with the Corgi named Poke (pronounced Poki) in Yellowstone. That story coming soon.

Until next time humans!