He’s smart enough to know he’ll drown.
Back in the 80s, I was walking the towpath with my Wonder Dobe and my fiance.
It was February and very cold.
The fiance tossed the Wonder Dobe’s beloved tennis ball into the canal and the dog instinctively jumped in after it and proceeded to start drowning.
I immediately screamed at the fiance to ‘get my dog out ALIVE’ and literally kicked him into the canal, with the dog.
He got the dog out and I rushed him to the car, where I dried him with the fiance’s very nice golf jacket.
The fiance’ was cold, shivering and soaking wet.
I did not care.
He nearly killed my dog.
To this day, he wonders why I never married him.
Sounds like he lucked out.
I regard to your last sentence.
“Somethings are a blessing in disguise”
C&O Canal? I rode my bike up it to Harper’s Ferry once