A dog's life

I went kayaking with my dog at Whisky Creek last weekend. This was the first time we took out the kayak and I was a little worried how he would go on the boat.
Turns out he loved it. Especially when everyone on the shoreline pointed and laughed at my chow/german shepard. They thought he was adorable sitting all regal on the kayak as I paddled my little heart out.

Now he does not want to walk anywhere. He wants me to paddle him down the street. Geesh, walking with the weight of the kayak... and the dog, I am pooped. ;0)