Down to the river

One evening while in Idaho my dad was taking Sam, his dog, down to the river and we decided to tag along. It was ridiculously hot, so my mom, Nixon and I spent our time in the shade.

I've never seen my dad more attached to an animal, than he is to Sam. Sam is one of his best friends and they spend a lot of time together. Sam's a bit of a goober, but a good dog and Nixon spent a lot of time watching him out the window and became very fond of him. 

I feel like this picture should have the caption, "A Man's Best Friend."

I won't lie, going down to the river brought back many memories of taking dogs down to swim. I used to love it, and I still kind of do.