Swimming update! We went for a "4th" cookout at the camp of some very dear friends. My wife got into the lake along with our lady friend and I threw balls into the water from the dock. Duke charged in after them, and since he had friends in deeper water cheering him on, he swam out to get them and bring them back to me. It was a hoot! He still hasn't gotten the hang of keeping his big webbed paws in the water for maximum efficiency, and picks his front paws out of the water and slams them down, churning up the lake. Still, he motors along pretty good, for all the inefficiency. I think we might have to put his "outward hound" life-jacket on him and let him swim in that a bit until he figures out how to make the dog-paddle work out for him without all the splashing. A big chocolate Lab from the next camp over showed up wanting to chase the balls, too, and that spurred Duke into greater efforts. He is crashed out on his bed next to my computer, not snoring, not making dreaming vocalizations, not twitching his feet. He is in a coma. Hitting the lake is good exercise for this boy.